[Written for the Sentinel]

Greater Love

When the silver bells are pealing,Softly o'er my spirit stealing,Breaks a cadence sweet, compelling,Every dream of earth dispelling:'Tis the Christ-love born anew!

Hush! A strain so soft, appealing,Tenderly God's love revealing;Greater love from all forth-calling,Thus the wrongs of earth forestalling—This the Christ-love born anew!

December 21, 1929

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