AWAKENING

I cried : "Dear God, why dost Thou pass me by?Why do I all around me seeThy wondrous healing works, while IAm left beside the road—unloved, alone?"And then my eyes were opened:I beheld Thy sure benignity and knewThat ever doth Thy tender loveRain equally on all.And lo! I only needTo recognize my perfect oneness with my GodTo reap the blessing of Thy sure reward.

Grace O. Holton

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