The Christ has opened wide my eyes
To see the beauty of the skies;
The trees, the flowers that once seemed wondrous fair,
Have now an added glory, and the rare,
Sweet, drifting perfume of fresh-budding things
Lifts up my heart, until on joy-filled wings
I soar above the dreams of mortal sense
And find, in understanding, recompense.
Poems
RECOMPENSE
From the July 1933 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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