Article September 11, 1943 Issue

The Encircling Arms of Love

ELIZABETH L. HANSEN

What precious comfort and assurance come to him who contemplates the tender message given to us by Mary Baker Eddy in her poem entitled, "Mother's Evening Prayer" (Poems, p. 4):

"Love is our refuge; only with mine eye
Can I behold the snare, the pit, the fall:
His habitation high is here, and nigh,
His arm encircles me, and mine, and all."

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