On wings of gratitude this night
I lift my thought.
In songs of praise
My voice I raise
To God, who said. "Let there be light."
Then comes the day the Lord has made;
The night has passed,
And holding fast
To Love I cling,
And dreams all vanish—shadows fade.
Poems
"LET THERE BE LIGHT"
From the January 1944 issue of The Christian Science Journal