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[Written for the Journal.]


From the April 1915 issue of The Christian Science Journal

Oh, the morn is bright and the song is gay That flows from each tuneful throat, While the storms and snows of yesterday Are forgot in the birds' clear note; And joyous the song each heart may sing That sees God's love in everything. Oh, life is sweet, now the way looks clear And each day in gladness breaks; For the dream-clouds melt with their ghosts of fear As each to the truth awakes, Singing the song that all may sing Who see Love mirrored in everything.