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The sandals of vain strife are cast asideBecause this peaceful place is holy groundWhere we may walk with Love and Truth to guide.Here are our closest fetters soon unboundAnd Mind is seen to be the only might:Our quiet haven knows no jarring sound;Hence, if we listen, if we hear aright,The quickening voice of Truth gives hope to allThe faithful seekers after life and light.

O wings of healing, I have found thee here:Gaining Love's love, I lose the old, old fear!

February 29, 1936
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