Poems

The Call

Eyes with love so full and tenderSaid to us, "I know you all,You are God's own blessed childrenHearken to my loving call.

My Prayer

Teach me, O God, to see and knowThe light the Christ has shedUpon our path, to walk in love,The way our Master led.

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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My Ambition

O, were it mine to sing a songWhose sweetness, at my feet should holdThe spell-bound thousands, all untold,—I'd rather far it were my partWith comfort e'en one life to fold,—Bind up one broken heart.

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"In Time of War and Tumult."

I sought to eat life's bread—and lo!The loaf turned to a stone.

Simple Trust

No picture to my aid I call,I shape no image in my prayer;I only know in Him is allOf life, light, beauty, everywhere.

Hold Fast

The cause of good shall win,The side of right shall gain,For Love must blot out sin,And health will laugh at pain.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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Requirement

We live by Faith; but Faith is not the slaveOf text and legend.

Success

If thou hast struck one blow for liberty,Be it of slave or shackled intellect,Thou hast not failed.

A Discovery

I STRUGGLED oft with an unseen foe.

Jubilate

O, HARP of Israel! mute so long, I sweep thy rapturous strings: Thy cadences of praise are mine! My soul in gladness sings:

Clothed Upon

The earth was bare and dun and sere.

Safe Keeping

In night time deep,When I'm asleep,I am God's child,And God doth keep.