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[Written for the Journal]


From the February 1925 issue of The Christian Science Journal

I sing not now as once I sang, In mournful strain, When clouds of sense dimmed all my skies, And years were vain. I sing not so, for God hath given A glad new song, Whose wondrous words hang on my lips, The whole day long,— A song of truth, effulgent, bright, With Love's sunshine; A song of freedom, health, and peace, Of joy divine.