Infinite Mind, the Father's house,
Is here and everywhere;
Omnipotence doth cover us,—
His presence we declare.
Above the sense of error's reign
The Master traveled far,
To show to us this fair domain,
For us the way prepare.
In this sweet place of the Most High,
Under Love's gentle wing,
No pain nor pestilence draws nigh,
Nor any evil thing.
A thousand errors melt away
From e'en our sense of right;
Ten thousand wrongs go to decay
As Truth sends forth her light.
Thou shalt not be afraid by night,
Nor tremble at the day;
In Spirit's everlasting light,
All tears are wiped away.
