Let the seven thunders roll.
Let the forest giants quake.
In the atmosphere of Soul
Undisturbed, my place I take.
None can wrest from me my own
Nor deny my right to be
Witness to eternal Mind,
Child of immortality.
Calm and quietly I stand
Steadfast on the Rock of Truth,
Unaccompanied by fear,
Unalloyed by age or youth.
Though the distant thunders roll,
Here I stand as stand I must
Till the little hills are moved
And the mountains fall to dust.
Poems
Here I Stand
From the December 1957 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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