Skip to main content Skip to search Skip to header Skip to footer

[Written for the Journal.]


From the August 1906 issue of The Christian Science Journal

Master , from heav'n's open hymnal page, Pours Love's deep canticle — thy full-toned life; Above the desolate threnody And clam'ring call of strident centuries, This obligato of divinest power Is heard of men. The undulating fields Where thou hast looked and prayed would reapers come, No husbandman save thee, thy Father knew, could shield from rust and hail.