Man dwells within the strifeless realm of Love;
No wilderness of hate or want is there,
Nor prodigal illusion challenging
Man's status as the Father's beloved heir.
All goodness God bestows upon His child;
The husks and hunger come from dreams, mist-spun.
His feast of love is ready and awaits
To satisfy and nurture every son.
Let dreams of fruitless wanderings be no more;
Come to thyself. Arise: thou art forgiven.
He who seeks his true heritage from God
Finds he is heir to all the realm of heaven.
