When innocence and purity unite,
Clad in the spotless garments of the light;
When Truth, unfolding paths before unseen,
Illumes the rugged way, proves right is might;
Ah! then no shafts of error, malice, hate,
Without, within, can sully or demean;
No breath of slander may calumniate,
May judge or bar the heart wherein these dwell,
Nor mar its perfect peace, enwrapped in Love—
Dear Love divine, who doeth all things well.
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
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From the December 1925 issue of The Christian Science Journal