Where is the Truth?

Where? O where? Where is the truth?

Where is the truth I seek?

Who? Who is right?

Each minister professes to love the light of the Prince of Peace.

Yet they make war, make war upon each other!

Each swears, swears affection for the cause of Christ,

yet they make war, loving only the man whose thought agrees with theirs!

Surely, surely truth rests within one of these camps.

Surely the Savior's path is is cast in the hearts of some...

yet young as I, unlearned, untried, of men who can I trust?

What tool? What tool have I?

What tool have I to sift men's hearts?

I am but a boy.