Dear Father-Mother, God, to Thee
I lift my thought eternally.
Help me to give the highest and the best
To those dear ones who find their way oppressed
With fear and doubt.
Help me, through Thee, dear Lord,
To bring them peace and rest.
Poems
SERVICE
From the August 1934 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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