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[Written for the Journal]


From the August 1915 issue of The Christian Science Journal

Time was when none presumed to say that they Could greater nature lover be than I; And yet ofttimes beneath serenest sky Beheld I deadliest strife that held at bay A sense of peace: for with intent to slay, It seemed, all creatures great and small did lie In wait, their strength against the weak to try, With none their cruel ravages to stay. Ah, now I know how mortal sense beclouds The true creation wherein all is peace: Like scroll there rolleth back that which enshrouds The prophet vision of all pain's surcease, And with enraptured vision I behold The lion and the lamb within one fold.