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[Written for the Journal]

THE PRODIGAL SON

From the May 1913 issue of The Christian Science Journal


He ate the unwholesome husk the swine did eat, He fain would fill his hunger with the mast Of oak and beech, or rugged root upcast; And none would help: his misery was complete. And in the dust of penitence and pain He gained humility and lost his pride, Like Naaman when he dipped in Jordan's tide, And found the harmonious path of peace again.