Let us forget imagined wrongs,
Our lips use but for joyous songs
Today
In praise of Him who, ever near,
With tender love holds each one dear
Alway.
And praising God, divinely fed,
We find our thoughts are never led
Astray;
Each day unfolds, and we are His,
For when tomorrow comes it is
Today.
Poems
TODAY
From the July 1934 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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