I fled the accuser,
Fearful of the net spread for my feet,
Fearful of the pit
That yawned before me in the dark.
Then it seemed I heard a voice
Which said: "Be not afraid!
Lift your eyes and see.
You are in the court of Love,
Where God's law alone prevails!"
And lo,
There was no pit,
No entangling net of lies,
No "noisome pestilence"—
Only quietude and peace,
Infinite spaciousness and light!
No longer afraid,
I turned to face my accuser.
But only Love was there,
Filling all space.
Poems
And the Accuser Was Not There
From the February 1952 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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