[Written for the Sentinel]

Love Waits to Glorify

Man is at-one with good supreme!I know that Truth abides, that erring thoughtWill vanish as the fading of a dream;While all remains of that which God hath wrought.

Man is at-one with good supreme!I know that when the heart is filled with praiseIt is not filled with self, with error's dream.Love waits to glorify the fragrant days.

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