LEADER BELOVED

Alone you stoodThrough bitter wrong—The silent conflictOf a heartIn lone Gethsemane.And when the firstFaint star appearedAcross the night—A beaconed wayThat led to Calvary—You followed throughAnd reached God's throneOf grace.Then through your pureAnd chastened heartThe light appeared,To heal and save.Thus was the WayRevealed anew—The promised Comforter—The Christ as Truth,And God as All-in-all,The perfect One,And man His son.

Douglas Roberts

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