It is not the water of Spirit
That is measured out to man,
Nor the heads of the heavenly harvest
That are crushed into chaff and bran;
Nor is it the leaves from the tree of life
That die in the autumn air,
Nor the beautiful treasure of His good house
That is hoarded with fear and care;
For the spiritual flood of cleansing
Is struck from the wayside rock,
And the bread which the Father gives us
Can never the hungry mock.
And the tree of life in the midst thereof
Yields never to time or age,
And the wealth of the heavenly kingdom
Is shared by the humblest page.
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
SUBSTANCE
From the August 1913 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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