[Written for the Sentinel.]

THE STREET OF GOLD

Led at our daily tasks,Led when our tasks are done.By one unerring MindFrom morn to set of sun.

Into the paths of peaceNow and forevermore;All doubts and fears laid by,All fruitless wrestlings o'er.

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"TESTIMONIES OF HEALING"
June 29, 1912
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