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Poems

[Written for the Journal]

THE AWAKENING PRODIGAL

From the October 1919 issue of The Christian Science Journal


Sing unto the Lord, O, sing!
Sing a gladsome, cheering song;
Let its melody outwing
Every murmuring of wrong.
Come, forego your doleful lays,
Serving only to depress;
Learn the harmonies of praise,
Which uplift, redeem, and bless.

God is not a far-off King,
Known but by a favored few
Hid 'neath Mystery's awful wing,
So our faith may scarce win through.
He is now and ever nigh,
When in Him our trust is stayed:
None in vain to Him shall cry,
'Neath His wing none be afraid.

In the still, small voice He speaks,
And in gentle loving tone.
Hearken, it is you He seeks,
You He never will disown.
As a mother to her breast
Folds her babe in sweet embrace,
God seeks you to give you rest,
And His loved one's rightful place.

You are never cast aside,
Ne'er too low, too mean, too far;
Still for you Love opens wide
Loving arms that know no bar.
You are not o'erlooked, forgot,
Nor expelled beyond the pale;
Love's remembrance knows no blot.
Love's reflection cannot fail.

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