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The Joy Revealed
depths of solitude seem bare
To those who dream they go alone.
They grope their way, they half despair,
Uncomforted that God is One.
Yet, where their loneliness has traced
Through those dark depths a cheerless way,
And hope, like joy, has seemed effaced
By night extending into day—
That very place, their consciousness,
Can send forth flowers, can gush forth streams;
Their days can shine with happiness
Brighter than all they seek in dreams.
It is the awakened joy of learning
To bless, not beg, that quenches yearning.
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Interpreting Christian Science
EZRA W. PALMER
ELEANOR LEE HARTWELL
"This hour of development"
ELIZABETH ROYER BECK
Our Responsibility as Witnesses
HOWARD J. CHAMBERS
The Spirit of Gratitude
MINNIE H. GRISWOLD
The Joy Revealed
KIMMIS HARTLEY HENDRICK
Blueprint for Living
H. PHELPS GATES
"Thou shalt rule over him"
FRANCES M. LAYZELL-APPS
Let This Be Mine
MILDRED LOWRIE CURTIS
Trusting Love's Care
They Follow Me
MARIAN J. COBB
Claim Man's Immunity from Epidemics!
John Randall Dunn
Out of the Brier Patch
Paul Stark Seeley
My testimony is one of grateful...
Ida L. May
I wish to acknowledge through...
Clyde C. Pelton
Those who know little of the...
Dorothy Margaret Hooper
Several years ago, before I began...
Twenty-six years ago I attended...
Irene V. Wilbert
I write this testimony in gratitude...
In grateful acknowledgment of...
Joseph Bennett Robberson
A Morning Prayer
MADELINE D. ATKINS
Signs of the Times
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