Our God shall reign where’er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. —Isaac Watts, Christian Science Hymnal, No.
Blest Christmas morn, though murky clouds Pursue thy way, Thy light was born where storm enshrouds Nor dawn nor day! —Mary Baker Eddy, Poems, p. 29.
One in fellowship of Mind, We our bliss and glory find In that endless happy whole, Where our God is Life and Soul. —James Montgomery, Christian Science Hymnal, No.