Waiting

Multitudes—Multitudes in the valleyWait for the healing Christ.Yet, waiting is but wasteWithout the lifted eye,An arm outstretched.A heart well warmed with loving.

These—These are theyThat welcoming angels throng around.The Christ walks where is holy ground.

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The Christian Science Patriot
August 28, 1943
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