If I expect the healing truth to pour
Into my heart, I must provide a place
Where innocence will dwell for evermore.
With open mind, with head upraised in trust,
With pure and gentle love, with unveiled face,
I shall lift thought to God and, meek and mild,
Just find myself in Him. I really must
Become more like a simple little child.
Poems
"Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God"
Matthew 5:8
From the August 1959 issue of The Christian Science Journal