When deeply quiet I can see
Some blessings, Lord, Thou givest me;
And more, far more than these, I know
Are hidden till my vision grow—
More faith, more love, more strength to dare
To claim my own as heavenly heir;
More consciousness of grace and power
To humbly serve this day and hour;
More joy because of purpose true;
More friends because more friendly, too.
Poems
"BE STILL, AND KNOW"
From the November 1932 issue of The Christian Science Journal