The Captain

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 18, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 3.

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The Captain

OUT of the light that dazzles me, Bright as the sun from pole to pole, I thank the God I know to be, For Christ, the conqueror of my soul.
Since his the sway of circumstance, I would not wince, nor cry aloud. Under that rule, which men call chance, My head, with joy, is humbly bowed.
Beyond this place of sin and tears, A life with him; and his the aid That, spite the menace of the years, Keeps, and will keep me, unafraid.
I have no fear, though strait the gate: He cleared from punishment the scroll. Christ is the master of my fate! Christ is the captain of my soul!
—Dorothea Day, in Sunday School Times.