The Course of the Day

Above the earth hangs heavily night's mist,Yet as in hope I watch the eastern sky,Faintly the light gleams through the lessening gloom,Telling the waiting world that day is nigh.O Life unchanging, though grim error seemsO'er consciousness to spread its sombre pall,Help me to know and understand Thou art,Hast been, and ever wilt be All-in-all!

And the tumult of the world's unrest,Where sin, disease, and death their places claim,In questioning and doubt, oft in dismay,I seem to stand, — yet always this my aim:To see the Christ; to turn from things of sense,Knowing that Truth alone is real; to findOn those unclouded heights where Spirit reigns,The harmony of all-controlling Mind.

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