[Written for the Sentinel]


Now would we thank Thee, Father, for this day,
Wherein to overcome, to watch and pray;
Untiring in our efforts to efface
Earth's concepts false, vain theories displace,
With endless patience weighing every thought,
Except of Thee, rejecting each as naught
Until, with mortal self so sacrificed,
We gain a clearer vision of the Christ.

And we would thank Thee for Thy Word which heals,
Which to the meek the Comforter reveals,
Imparts to him who with a listening ear
And mind receptive doth the message hear,
Destroying sin, supplanting sorrow's dart,
Restoring joy unto the stricken heart.
For myriad blessings, Lord, received so free,
How shall we render fitting thanks to Thee?

The words call clear: true gratitude is known
By Christ's compassion to another shown;
If thou full debt of thanks wouldst pay to Me,
Then labor to uplift humanity.
Be this thy praise, promote the common good,
Work to establish Christian brotherhood;
With love for God and man the thought imbued,
Thy life a constant song of gratitude!

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November 23, 1929

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