Reach out your hands, blessings are falling
Open your ears, the angels are calling.
Open your hearts, O children of earth!
Wake! For today comes the heavenly birth.
Over this land there is centred a star
That reaches to earth its rays from afar.
Lift up your brows and a diadem weave
Out of the stardust, sorrow's reprieve.
Onward courageously walk through your task,
Only the guerdon of Love shall you ask.
For unto you this day is it given
To sit at meat with your Father-in-Heaven.
Realms of the Living Dead—A Brief Description of Life After Death, Harriette Augusta Curtiss
and F. Homer Curtiss, the Curtiss Philosophic Book Company, Washington D. C.,
1926
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