[Written for the Sentinel]

God Cares for You

God cares for you! What makes you fear
Rebuff or sorrow, storm or tear?
Look not that way—the coming light
Unfolds in glory, gone the night,
The daylight strengthens, all is clear.
God cares for you!

God cares for me! Oh, can it be
That Love so wondrously can thus unsee
Ingratitude, self-will, unloving thoughts,
And whisper still its comfort to my weary breast?
'T is not the sinning, suffering sense that Love awaits
And cares for. 'T is His child, His well-beloved—
God cares for you!

His well-beloved! Oh, dare I claim this title dear?
May I believe that now Love's messenger
Would once again anoint my head with oil—
Baptismal fire, with unction from above
Remove the soil of earth's false vanities?
Oh, dare I claim God cares for me?

Dear child, the false sad sense of sin was never man,
Naught, but like yonder cloud which cannot span
The heavens, nor dim the sun,
The mists of error must disperse as Truth dawns on
the thought,
And we can understand that God and man are one.

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Signs of the Times
March 2, 1929

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