Poems

Hope

"My times are in Thy hand.

Barberries

In scarlet clusters o'er the gray stone wallThe barberries lean in thin autumnal air;Just when the fields and garden plots are bare,And ere the green leaf takes the tint of fall,They come to make the eye a festival!Along the road for miles their torches flare.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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Christ's Anointing

With sin-sick soul and tears of repentanceShe came with reverence meet,And in her hands she bore a costly offering,To lay at his dear feet.

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Consider the Roses

Open your heart, little sister,To the sunshine and the dew;Live the life of a rose, dear,And Life's roses will bloom for you.

To-day's Work

To-morrow has a gem of beauteous rayFor you, for me; but somewhere in to-dayLies precious gold, which we must seek and win,Dear friend! to set to-morrow's jewel in.

My Song

When the hidden sun touches the mountains afar,Ere the stillness of night has gone;When the silver clouds welcome the morning star,And the darkness retreats from the dawn;Then nature awakes refreshed from her sleep;The coy maiden flowers from their green beds peep;And the twittering birds, and all creatures below,And the star, and the clouds above,Are telling my soul in sweet voices and low,God is love.

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Anthology of classic articles

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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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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 Wall of Self

Mahmout , the Persian, in splendor rareDwelt in Shiraz, in a palace fair;In old Shiraz, on limestone ledgesThat rim the sharp and curving edgesOf the Persian Gulf—the Gulf of Pearl,Whose waves like scimitars gleam and whirl.

Onward

Ye toilers in the upward wayWorn by the burdens of the day,Your armor gird, your courage keep;Press forward, though the path be steep.
Oh gentle guest, 'tis our requestThat while beneath this roof you rest,You will not try with voice and eyeTo scorn the faith we're living by.

Like Heaven

When you hear of good in people—tell it.

Gradatim

I COUNT this thing to be grandly true,That a noble deed is a step toward God,—Lifting the soul from the common clodTo a purer air and a broader view.

"Faultless."

"Faultless in His Glory's presence!"All the soul within me stirred,All my heart reached up to heavenAt the wonder of that word.