Poem March 14, 1931 Issue

Crusader's Hymn

WILLIAM P. MC KENZIE

Praise now creative Mind,
Maker of earth and heaven;
Glory and power to Him belong,
Joy of the sun and skies,
Strength where the hills arise;
So let us praise with joy and song.

Ages have seen His might,
Father we call His name;
Nights of our mourning and sorrow end,
Light blesses opened eyes,
Joys like the dawns arise
As we see Him our God and Friend.

Saviour from death is He—
Life is our heritage;
Mercy and goodness forever guide.
Ours is the risen Christ,
Daily we keep our tryst,
And evermore in Love confide.

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