Poem August 7, 1937 ISSUE

Arise

VERA CONSTANCE HOWARD

Is it at a tomb thou standest,Stooping down and seeing thereCrumbling hopes and aspirations,Shattered plans, ambitions fair?

Though unheeded, pointing upwardAre God's angels, here and now,With a loving admonition,Asking low, Why weepest thou?

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Extracts from Reports of Christian Science Committees on Publication
August 7, 1937
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