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From the August 1893 issue of The Christian Science Journal

This poem was later republished in Miscellaneous Writings 1883-1896: Mis. 389:5-25

Oh gentle presence, peace and joy and power;      Oh Life divine, that owns each waiting hour, Thou Love that guards the nestling's faltering flight!       Keep Thou my child on upward wing to-night. Love is our refuge, only with mine eye      Can I behold the snare, the pit, the fall; His habitation high is here, and nigh,      His arm encircles me, and mine, and all.