THE DEARLY SOUGHT

You are the dearly soughtOf God. Then have no fear.Here, clasp the hand of LoveThat hovers always nearAbout you. Christ is come.Now you are surely drawnAll tenderly to Soul:The Father lifts you up,And, safe within His care,You feel His healing balm,So Spirit makes you whole.

The child of Truth you are,The dearly sought of HimWho fashioned you; you're oneWith perfect Principle.You are God's blessed son;You are His precious heir.

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November 6, 1965
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