Poem March 17, 1928 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Thy Heritage

ESTHER BRINTON

Thou makest not thyself; there is no man
Self-made. Cease petty fears and troubled strife;
Let be the Mind of Christ! Take what is thine.
Forever fresh, forever true; within
His thought-filled now, doth Mind all gloriously
Express thee. Make thine own His splendid will
Omnipotent, commanding thee to be,
To flower forth in His glad loveliness,
Fulfilling thy desire importunate.
O royal man, the image of great Mind,
Behold He loveth thee! Sing forth in joy!
Now art thou true to thy high heritage!

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