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The Church was thronged— Sunny-haired children, nestling 'neath Mother's sheltering arm—ruddy youth— Manhood in its pride—and heads Silvered o'er with years, all gathered At "call of chimes" to hear the "Word of God. " Stilled—was the Organ's tone—the people humbly Bowed the head in silent prayer.

My thought on the Mother Church has resolved itself into two parts,—namely, the Material, and the Spiritual. The following from Shakespeare and Dr.

O Thou Who art all in Unity, May we Thy creatures be Like Thee, one in diversity: Yet one, as born of Thee. From Thee the whole creation springs, Of Thee, and in Thy Mind it lives.

Let me no wrong or idle word Unthinking say; Set thou a seal upon my lips, Just for to-day, Lo, for to-morrow and its needs I do not pray: But keep me, guide me, love me, Lord, Just for to-day. — Selected.

A Midst the gloom of doubt and fear, The light of Truth is breaking; And loving duty leading on, There comes a grand awaking. The clouds of sense, that close the door To higher understanding, Are rolled away by Love's pure thought, From Heaven to earth descending.

For he looked for a city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God. —Heb.

THE first Church of Christ, Scientist! Thus it stands, Stands here immortal—a tribute in stone. From those who are near, and from far distant lands, Comes the true thought of Christ out of which this has grown.

"We (ye) also, as living stones, are built up a spiritual house, a holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God by Jesus Christ. "— 1 Peter 2:5.

Unto shepherds lowly Came the anthem from the skies; Thoughts from Heaven holy Dawned upon their dreaming eyes. Glory! Glory! Glory! Unto Love enthroned," they cry; Light illumes the story Trembling through the wondering sky.

Children of the Blessed, Sing the song of gladness, Ring the loud hosannas, Christ again to earth is come. Raise the voice to praise him, Bid the world adore him, While we follow, listening to the voice that calls us home.