A lighted candle
in my hand,
I tread my path,
unknown to mortal sense;
whilst looking up,
I see the brilliant light
of constant Love.
It's with me,
guiding, as I go.
I fear no evil,
no death shadow here
. The valley
buds and blossoms as the rose.
The path leads up,
till lo!
majestic heights I climb.
And all about me
now I see,
reflecting Life and Light and Love,
My heritage of joy,
the radiance of Love.
Poems
"YEA, THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY"
From the May 1943 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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