Poems

The Shunammite

"He sat on her knees till noon, and then died.

Facing the Light

One morn, one summer's morn, I sawA little child who stood and weptMost bitterly; and asking why,He said that ever near him keptA shadow, dark and deep, that went beforeHis steps, by field or stream or sanded shore.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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O Heart of Mine

O Heart of mine, hast thou a place preparedFor that sweet presence thou hast sought so long?

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How Great Is God!

If just one star were held in space,We still would say,How wonderful is God!And yet 'tis myriad stars,With orbits all their own,He holds above.

Humility

I pondered long and prayed to understandThe deeper meaning of humility;Asked that its presence might enrich my lifeAnd from vain pride and boasting set mefree.

Evensong

The music of a gentle seaUpon a lonely strand,Soft purple of a hazy duskEnfolding sea and land;Above, a tiny star or twoBring peace to me—and you,Whose home lights shine across the bay —All part of Love's great plan.

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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"The Liberty Bells"

This is the hour they then foretold—When earth, inebriate with crime,Laughed right to scorn, and guilt, grown bold,Knelt worshiping at mammon's shrine.

Prayer

Oh, Love, whose perfect path is knownTo all who walk the ways of God,Whose mysteries are clearly shownTo pilgrims with the gospel shod,

Omnipresence

I know that God is ev'rywhere!For when I seek Him anywhere,I find Him there.

The Ascent

Unceasing prayer perfection to attain,The patient overcoming of all sin,Perpetual watching till the Christ shall reign,A constant listening for the still, small voice within,—

Penitence

A prophet's house, the road anigh,Yet claimed no glance from passers-by:Too modest for admiring gaze,It spake the prophet's selfless ways.

At-one-ment

As gently as the dew on tender flower,Comes to the heart Love's holy, healing power;As lightly as the breeze in summer air,Truth clears the mist of sense that lodgeth there.