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The Heart of Monadnock
pearly light seemed to gather around that joyous, floating throng, made visible from an unseen, enveloping world; a listening, surrounding universe of help and comfort and strength without limit. God.
And this white and shining throng were themselves swelling the song of the hidden world—a life-chorus that rolled and surged up to Heaven itself in mighty chords. Words seemed at last to shape themselves—the words of David, Mountain-Lover and God-Lover.
"Why faint, my soul? Why doubt Jehovah's aid?
Thy God the God of Mercy yet shall prove.
Within His courts thy thanks shall yet be paid,
Unquestioned be His faithfulness and love."
Thy God the God of Mercy yet shall prove.
Within His courts thy thanks shall yet be paid,
Unquestioned be His faithfulness and love."
The peace of God which passeth all understanding lay upon the mountain and upon the heart of the man.
The End.
