When outward semblance paints a scene unkind,
No intuitions of the Life divine appear,
No outward joy is viewed afar or near,
We turn for inspiration to pure Mind.
Within Love's sanctum heavenly light we find,
Glad music, hymns of praise, inspiring, dear,
Thoughts of the victories won, Truth conquering fear,
The realm of Soul, with radiant peace entwined.
The burden light is, as the Master said.
God's power and omnipresence crown the day,
His sacred word rings clear, Rejoice alway.
Immortal Principle, forever near,
We shall no longer walk in doubt or dread,
Assured of Spirit's guidance all the way.
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From the August 1936 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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