CHAPTER II Dawning of the Light “My Father! heavenly Father! to whom sole I lift my eye in trouble or in joy, Thou who hast led me, erst a wayward child, And wayward still, from weakness, not from choice, And brought me thus far on my journey’s way, Grant in the years to come I still may prove Obedient to the imperial voice within— Voice of that soul which Thou hast given, which bids Still to go forward, resting not till death. Oh, make me strong, that so when sorrows come, When loved ones die and