CHRIST'S ETERNAL GLORY

Aganist the background of the sea he taught;The crowd were silent, hung upon each word,Wondered, yet felt that this was what they sought,This Truth the Christ, for so their hearts averred.

Fanned by soft wind, under clear sky he spoke,While sunlight tossed its gold upon the waves;The Word, the need, the man—all bade them wakeFrom futile striving, learn what heals and saves,

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