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[Written for the Journal.]


From the April 1908 issue of The Christian Science Journal

When thy Dead Sea apples are ashes, And the light has died out in thy home, While the sea of thy sorrow updashes, Whitening thy robe with its foam, Shut out from pity or pardon. With thy hope in thy hand lying dead — Remember the tomb in the garden, And the words the angel said.