Our Human Concept

Our human concept of this earthborn life
Is so intrenched within our every thought,
So fortified by error's daily strife,
So carelessly and yet so deeply fraught
With trivial things that only turn our praise
Away from truth and love and liberty,
We do not see the lighted lamp of Love,
We do not feel the urge of Spirit's claim,
We have not learned the righteous way to prove
The unreality of mortal aim.
But Love is patient and at last the dream
Is broken and we see its nothingness.
We know now that the error did but seem—
That waking from the dream is blessedness.

Look up, look up, look to the hills of God,
Where nought abides but Truth's reality;
There find the full fruition of His Word,
The sacred meaning of true victory.

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Signs of the Times
March 11, 1944

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