The humble one, whose earnest prayer
Is whispered every day,
Whose mind is steadfast in the truth,
Whose lips no ill can say;
Whose hands are ever faithful
To the common daily task,
Who finds the service worth his while,
Nor thanks nor praise doth ask;
Whose ears are tuned to charity,
To hear its softest plea;
Whose eyes in every phase of life
Some goodness always see;
Whose feet can follow steadily
A path grown rough and steep
And learn to walk more surely still,
Though life's black night be deep—
That one will earn life's richest gifts,
And conquer time and space;
That one will learn eternal life.
And see God face to face.
Poems
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From the September 1940 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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