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From the May 1939 issue of The Christian Science Journal

From woes of sense I turn away— From sickness, lack, and fear; Now love and gratitude replace That futile load, while dear And pleasant grow my fruitful days, For God is here. Now dwelling in His secret place— The shadow of His wings— I find my fortress and my strength, The peace His presence brings.