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From the February 1947 issue of The Christian Science Journal

The morning meal
Was cleared away.
Warmed and comforted
They sat,
Waiting for him to speak.
Then softly through the golden dawn
The question came,
"Simon, son of Jonas,
Lovest thou me?"

What does it mean
To love the Christ?
We can no longer sit
At Jesus' feet
And talk with him.
But still
That question rings
Through all the dawns,
"Lovest thou me?"

Did someone need
A touch of love today?
And so you smiled,
Spoke gently words of peace
That healed and comforted?
Or did you meet a blind man by the road.
One lost in sorrow, sin, and fear?
And did you light
The lamp of Truth for him?

Dearly beloved,
If thus you share
The riches of your love
With those who need,
Doubt not,
Nor question more.
Christ dwells with you,
And lo,
His sheep are fed!

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