Reassurance

O anxious one, what is this night that thou dost dread?Has God's pure light of Truth then ceased to shine—To show the way to Him who is thy All? Has slumber powerTo separate thee from thy God, who never sleeps? Mind, wakefuland alertIs guarding thee; and fear is but a dream,Powerless to harm. No danger shall come nighThee or thy dwelling, for in tender loveThy Father watches thee; and in His careWho "owns each waiting hour"* thou safe shalt restUntil the morning light shall call thee to awake—Not to disturbing thoughts, but to the recognition clearOf Love's dear presence e'er encircling thee,And giving all that thou could'st ask or think—And more. So in this tender, reassuring truthRest thou, till in His likeness thou shalt wake.

*Poems by Mary Baker Eddy, page 4.

February 19, 1938
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