Healing

CORA ARMSTRONG KELLAM

I Studied like a troubled child,
I pondered line on line.
I wondered why I did not win
The gentle healing sign.

I looked again for answered prayer,
But only looked in vain.
My faith was dulled, my courage ebbed,
My tears came down like rain.

Yet while I struggled hard to find
The truth that sets men free,
There came to me no healing touch,
No peace nor ministry.

But when I ceased to think of things
That God could do for me,
And thought of Truth, the healing cause,
Unfolding harmony,

The healing came and it was seen,
More understanding,
That God decides what shall be done,
And Truth heals instantly.

Obedience to Mind's simple rule
To know Truth is the key
That opens wide the gates of Life
And heals infallibly.

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