p. 438 | My Guiding Star by C. P. Bollman

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jul 20, 1915

My Guiding Star

By C. P. Bollman

By C. P. BOLLMAN

'Twas years ago, on a trackless plain, And no compass true was there. The sky with clouds was overcast, And my soul was filled with care.

There was no sun to guide my steps, No star to point the way. I knew not where nor how to go, Nor where the north course lay.

Thus o’er me fell the shades of night, And the day was gone, I knew, When far away, in broken cloud, A star came peeping through.

Only a moment the star shone there, And again the cloud closed o’er; But I knew that star, and set my course Across the trackless moor.

Once and again I saw that star, As I trod my lonely way; And I reached my goal, my humble home, Ere dawn of the coming day.

The star I could not always see; But my heart was free from care As on I pressed, with courage strong, For the star, I knew, was there.