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From the May 1937 issue of The Christian Science Journal

Alone with Thee upon the mountain height, When shine the stars o'er canopy of night, And gentle moon, aglow with her soft light, Doth rise, proclaiming Love's supremacy, And all is still; 'tis then I do delight To sit and think on Jesus' ministry, Whose every thought and deed was given for Thee. For thus, when wearied by the heat and glare Of day, he sat, and rapt in ceaseless prayer, His burden laid upon Thy loving care, Drew sweet refreshment from Thy helping hand.