'Through the harsh noises of our day ...'

Light piercing the clouds in Arlington, Virginia

Light piercing the clouds in Arlington, Virginia

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Consuela Allen

Through the harsh noises of our day, 
   A low sweet prelude finds its way; 
Through clouds of doubt and creeds of fear 
   A light is breaking, calm and clear. 

—John Greenleaf Whittier, Christian Science Hymnal, No. 238

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