Guard Thou my eyes that I may see the truth,
Not human faces,
And hold my thought above the fret of earth
In holy places.
Speak Thou within the quiet of my heart,
That from Thine altar
Swift I the glowing coals of Life may bear,
Nor fail, nor falter.
I pray that less of me be seen and heard;
I stand aside, that they may hear Thy Word.
Poems
At the Reader's Desk
From the October 1950 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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