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HIS WILL COMMUNION IS

From the August 1903 issue of The Christian Science Journal


My heart looks out toward Judah's hill, But duty bids me "Peace, be still!" While throngs pass by, And songs of jubilee ascend, And faith, and hope, and beauty blend To make the day of sweet accord, In which we greet our coming Lord— Amen. Sense whispers to my waiting heart, "You'll miss the sweet, the better part, By absence from the feast;" But Love, omnipotent, supreme, Dispels the shadow of my dream, Reveals Communion ever here, Dependent not on place nor year, What then? Small matter where my body is, If I but love and worship His Eternal will, And, loving thus, some duty do To prove my love and motive true, Whilst sweet Communion whispers, still, No time, no space, no self, no will, But His.