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From the June 1932 issue of The Christian Science Journal

I went into the garden, for the day Had heavy been with toil; the upward way Was rough; thorns o'er my path were lain; Bowed was my head with care, my heart with pain. And as I walked a nesting bird's low call The promise brought: He knows the sparrow's fall.