In Fellowship

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    By BRO. C. M. BOUTELLE

    (From The Builder, Anamosa, Iowa, November, 1915)



    My foot to thy foot, however thy foot may stray;
    Thy path for my path, however dark the way.

    My knee to thy knee, whatever be thy prayer;
    Thy plea my plea, in every need and care.

    My breast to thy breast, in every doubt or hope;
    Thy silence mine too, whatever thy secret's scope.

    My strength is thy strength, whenever thou shalt call;
    Strong arms stretch love's length, through darkness, toward thy fall!

    My words shall follow thee, kindly warning, fond,
    Through life, through drear death-and all that lies beyond!
     

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