In the quiet of waiting humility,
With physical senses still,
Clearly I hear the voice of Love;
Gladly I yield my will
To the will of our Father-Mother God
And find His glorious plan
In the radiant realm of reality
For me, His idea, man.
How sweet to know security
In His enfolding good,
To let Him guard and guide my steps
To heaven, understood.
Poems
The Way
From the February 1952 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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