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[Written for the Journal]


From the August 1925 issue of The Christian Science Journal

Be with me, Lord, when morning beams Blot out the dreams of night; Within the chambers of my thought Diffuse Thy holy light, And with Thy guiding hand lead Thou My faltering feet aright. In noontide's heat, amid the throng, Let me Thy presence feel; And in the sanctuary of my thought In deepest reverence kneel; And lift my voice in praise to Thee With overflowing zeal.