In the Land of Dakota

THE LIGHT

The way is long, the night is drear, I stumble on through doubt and fear; My heart grows numb, all hope takes flight; Oh, Father, let me see the light!

Was it for me that He has died? Was it for me the Crucified Bore the deep anguish in the night?-- Oh, Father, let me see the light!

O doubting child, look up and see, It was for sinners, such as thee, Christ conquered sin, and death, and night. Look up, dear child, behold The Light!

SISTER DEAR, I LOVE YOU SO

Sister dear, I love you so! As the seasons come and go, Dearer still, my friend, you grow. Sister dear, I love you so!

Sister dear, I love you so! Ah, forgive each thoughtless blow; Though I've often hurt you--oh, Sister dear, I love you so!

Sister dear, I love you so! May love's flame still brighter glow, Friendship's fires ne'er burn low.-- Sister dear, I love you so!

Sister dear