The Divine Answer

By Edward H. Anderson

My soul’s in doubt, amidst contending creeds;
Give thou to me,
O God, the wisdom that shall meet my needs!
Make known to me
The truth, I faint in tumults, words and war;
Reach thou to me a helping hand afar.

Enough to know that in thy word is found
The remedy:
That he who asks, in knowledge shall abound
Eternally.
Thy voice shall never such a one upbraid
But in thy favor bask all unafraid.

I venture, then, thy Presence to implore,
This lovely morn;
Whate’er the answer is for me in store,
Or danger borne!
Grant me my heart’s desire: “Which church is right”
Show me the way, and save me from the night.

He cries for help, when demons’ powers alarm,
In dark despair;
’Tis then God’s light is seen to shield from harm,
And in the air,
In glory, Father and the Son appear,
Commanding him the Savior Son to hear!

(1920)