I walk alone sometimes with hand outstretched,
Like to a little child in midnight hours,
Stumbling and calling "Mother" in the dark;
And then I hear the voice of Love assure:
The God of Israel slumbers not nor sleeps,
The Father-Mother God is ever near;
The gentle hand of Truth is leading thee!
Then in the bright effulgence thus revealed
I tread aright along the path of good.
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
GUIDANCE
From the August 1928 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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