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a human step,
A faltering, fearful one.
The night is dark. The path is new.
The guideposts far apart and few;
And yet I must keep on.
Then suddenly I see
A distant, shining ray.
Immediately my dragging feet
With hope turn joyfully to greet
The dawning of the day.
And guideposts which were had by night
Now stand out clearly in the light.
Likewise I tread the path
Which leads from sense to Soul.
And though it's dark, and roads are rough,
And guideposts never seem enough.
I press on to my goal.
Then gratefully I see
The light of Love all round.
I recognize God's presence here;
I feel the Christ is ever near;
I know the Truth I've found.
And guideposts that had seemed so few
Are plentiful, and pointed too.
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"Honesty is spiritual power"
MARGUERITE B. BIERWIRTH
HARRY DE LASAUX
It Is Never Too Late
Ila Elizabeth Rose
"I am God, and there is none else"
J. LESLIE HADDON
"Love's giving is forever"
BERYL O. KITTS
Holding Fast to Truth
PAULINE B. RADER
Expanding the Means of Christianity
Helen Wood Bauman
Scientific Mental Practice
Carl J. Welz
RADIO PROGRAM No. 437 - Never Outside of God's Care
with contributions from Marjorie Betsher
Adrienne D. Johnson
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Many years ago, through my...
Nanci Darken Buck
One of my early healings in...
Patricia Johnson Bemis
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Joan W. St. John
I am very grateful for Christian Science...
Sam Masterman with contributions from Lydia P. Masterman
Christian Science was introduced...
Williamina D. Lunn
I am very grateful for the healing...
"One generation shall praise thy...
Katharine French Nicoll
Signs of the Times
with contributions from Arnold J. Toynbee, Harold Blake Walker