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From the July 1899 issue of The Christian Science Journal

Sitting in the woodland dim, Waves of God go over him, And the bird that sings apart Seems to voice deep Heaven's heart. All things intimately seen— Creeds nor theories between, All things credible—how sweet Not to even know deceit! Ah! if we would only know, Back to childhood we must go, Lose the learning of the book, Take a long, glad, loving look!