OH, wanderer in the valley of matter and of sin,
Hearest thou the loving message: "Beloved, enter in?"
The call is now and ever: "Come unto me and rest,"
From sorrow, sin and sickness,—oh, listen and be blest.
This valley is enveloped in shadows weird and dim,
And they who tread its mazes, see never aught of him
Who walked the vale of shadows, and climbed the Mountain height,
And showed the world the pathway from darkness unto light.
He knew Causation, Principle; acknowledged Christ, not creed.
He proved the power of Christ, or Mind, and "They who run may read."
He trod upon the serpents, they straightway lost their sting;
He touched the sense of blindness, the Light came flooding in.
