Oh , blessed, blessed joy, when we can trace The pattern of God's purpose in our lives! The healing of some sorrow clears a space, Some rout of sickness farther vision gives, And through each triumph over sin we see Line linking up all purposeful with line, Till, where we deemed heart-breaking chance to be, Our dazzled eyes glimpse part of a design, More grand and lovely than we could have dreamed! Oh, gladly then we work at our small part, Knowing such parts in one great whole are seamed— God's perfect plan of Science and of art!
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