[Written for the Sentinel]

Uplifting Faith

Father-Mother, Love divine,Strengthen Thou our feeble faith;Mortal sense is but a wraith;Help us lift our lives to Thine!

The songbird knows no hampering qualms;It pours forth joy unceasingly.Can we, who have Love's ministry,Do less? Dare we withhold our psalms?Dare we lay down our love to hate,Deny the good Thy mercy sends?O God, how oft our hope ascends,But fear makes full fruition wait!

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