Poems

A Hymn for All Nations

O Lord of all, in trusting TheeWe offer songs of praiseFor mercies past, and promises;Our prayers to Thee we raise.

A Friend to a Friend

You ask me, dear, what you can do to proveThe deep, enduring sureness of your love.

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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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To-day

Oh, so gently He is calling,Art thou dwelling in the truth?

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Abraham's Sacrifice

In this wise did Abraham the prophetFulfill his covenant with God.

Surrender

Be still, my heart, and wait;Hast thou not heard it said,"Desire which goes forth hungering,"*Shall not return unfed?

"I am the vine"

Only a twig on that sacred Vine;Yet, dearest Lord, I am wholly Thine.

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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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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Jubilation

Rejoice , ye weary hearts, and sing!The priceless pearl is found,—The true perception of the Christ,—And evil's chains unbound.

The Comforter

Like unto one his mother comforteth,Thou, Father-Mother God, dost comfort me,Folding me close from dreams of sin and death,When in the dark I wake and turn to Thee.

A Cup of Water

It is only a cup of water,In the Master's name I bring;To the much that I long to offerThis seems such a little thing!Yet 't is more than a drink of waterFor that thirsty need of thine,For the cup it is brimming overWith thy Father's love divine.

My Prayer

To know Thee, God, my earnest prayer to-day;To know Thy presence and Thy power alway,Thy loving guidance, care, protection, too.

"The prisoners heard them"

The prisoners heard them singing,—Oh, song above all songs!Down through the ages ringing,The prison doors wide flinging;While wakened human throngsPass, wondering, into freedom,Hearing that song of songs.

The Ever Present Christ

How oft have we who roamed from creed to creed,Searching for satisfying food in vain,Yearned to have Jesus with us once again,To give sure solace in our bitter need.