Wish and Item
Music: Robert Collister
Words: Mary Baker Eddy

I hope the heart that’s hungry for things above the floor,
Will find with-in its portals an item rich in store;
That melancholy mortals will count their mercies o’er,
And learn that Truth and wisdom have many items more;

That when a wrong is done us, it stirs no thought of strife;
And Love becomes the substance, as item of our life;

That every ragged urchin, with bare feet soiled or sore,
Share God’s most tender mercies, find items at our door.
Then if we’ve done to others some good ne’er told before,
When angels shall repeat it, ‘twill be an item more.

That when a wrong is done us, it stirs no thought of strife;
And Love becomes the substance, as item of our life;

Then if we’ve done to others some good ne’er told before,
When angels shall repeat it, ‘twill be an item more.

To the editor of the Item, Lynn, Massachusetts