Let us seek Truth's holy temple,
And with reverence enter there,
Close the door to sense and sorrow,
Lift our thoughts in silent prayer;
Know that God through Christian Science
Has revealed Himself to men;
That the false beliefs of error
Are but mortal dreams, and then
Praise the Lord and count our blessings.
Hearken not to error's voice,
But with gratitude, thanksgiving,
Count our blessings and rejoice.
We have proved by demonstration
That our God supplies each need,
That before we ask He answers,
When we all His precepts heed;
Life, that knows no death, eternal;
Truth—the Christ—that shows the way;
Love—our God—by man reflected,
These our only needs to-day.
Praise the Lord and count our blessings,
Hearken not to error's voice,
But with gratitude, thanksgiving,
Count our blessings and rejoice.
