[Written for the Sentinel]


Have you e'er thought to write, God is my Life;
To work with speech and deeds a noble line;
To ply—thyself forgotten in the strife—
Thy pen to praise and laudings superfine?

What is the conversation of thy day—
A praise at morning's beam for coming light,
A prayer of consecration to the Way
Which leads the world from chaos and old night?

Or overpowering consciousness of good,
That draws as would a lodestone star on high,
Thy evidence of Spirit understood,
A joyous overcoming—or a sigh?

Come, Christian Scientists, our Leader's call
Is: Doff, my friends, your lavender-kid zeal,*
And on the altar of thy faith lay all.
See Christendom become one power to heal!

One faith, one God and Father, one true law,
Upon this rock, the Christus, saving grace,
Exalted to the mountain tops she saw.
Within this century? Each one in his place.

*See Miscellaneous Writings, by Mary Baker Eddy, page 177.

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Profitable Tribulations
November 17, 1928

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