Dwell high within the secret place;
'T is nigh the Father's loving face.
There hide, and trust the power supreme
To guide through error's mortal dream.
Look high, above the dashing waves;
Stands nigh the Christ that always saves.
Think high. Above the foaming crest,
Most high, is found our only rest.
Live high; then mortal mind must pass
Us by to touch the withered grass.
Ne'er sigh, nor fear-that worst befall.
For why? The Lord Most High is all!
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
DWELL HIGH
From the March 1926 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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