"Behold, thou art made whole." The Master's voice
Pierced clouds of sense and made the heart rejoice
With proofs that under Principle's decree
Being is Love-filled, ceaseless harmony.
If lack or sorrow, hate or death, seemed rife,
He stemmed their lies with radiant facts of Life.
He knew no sick man changed again to well,
Or sinner rescued from the pangs of hell.
Where mortal mind illusive ways would trace,
He saw in man God's witness, face to face.
For man reflects all Spirit's loveliness,
As Mind-conceived, God's nature to express.
The edict stands unchanged in realms of Soul,
Where Truth holds man, God-formed, intact—made whole!
Poems
"Thou art the man"
From the August 1947 issue of The Christian Science Journal