Oh, dear, dear heart, when thy dark hour is come,
And thou canst see no ray of hope, bow not
Thy head in grief, nor sit in silence dumb;
But stand, and know that sorrow cannot blot
The joy from out thy heart. 'Tis but a lie
That would deceive thy frightened human sense
Of things. Thou hast the power to defy
With Truth its claim 'gainst God's omnipotence.
Speak thou the Word of God to still thy fear;
Rejoice that God can give us naught but good;
And thou shalt see the darkness disappear,
And in the place where thou hast firmly stood
A light shall shine eternally for thee,
To help thee win each other victory.
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
THE LIGHT OF VICTORY
From the August 1923 issue of The Christian Science Journal