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[Written for the Journal]


From the February 1911 issue of The Christian Science Journal

Why move ye such a saddened throng throughout a weary world of woe, The heavy fear of dreaded death upon thine eyelids hanging low, When life eternal swings thy way, where God's own angels singing go. And death is done, did ye but know! The far hereafter is today—it holds no place for trembling tears.