Poems

Love's Shining

As a flower its perfume sheds for all,So let thy love in blessed radiance fall,To cheer a heart bowed down with grief and care;"Let thy light shine,"—this is unceasing prayer.

The Messenger

On a bare gray bough as gray as my heart,A little bird did sing.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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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The Dawn of Truth

AFTER the groping in darkness,The radiant light from above;After the fear and the doubting,The glory of infinite Love.

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I Thank Thee

I THANK Thee, Father-Mother God; I know Thou always hearest me.

A Prayer

Dear Father, tend the garden of my thoughts,Thy dearest care,And uproot every weed and flower Thou hastNot planted there.

The Awakening

When in an early morning hourI gazed across the sky,Reflected there I saw the powerOf Him who reigns on high.

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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 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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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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Heritage

Hail , son of God! I know thee as thou art;No faltering step, nor raiment mean and worn,No empty earth-bound dreams which fear impartCan veil the heritage to which thou 'rt born.

Pouring in Oil and Wine

What am I pouring into a wounded world?

Knowledge

Only to know Thee,That is all we ask or need,To know Thee as Thou art,—A new and wondrous creed

To Him that Hath

If only midst our busy life that seemsAn endless toil of patient strife, there comesOne tiny understanding thought of God,Then all is well.

More than Conquerors

Wearying one, the struggle cease.

The Way, the Truth, the Life

Thou art the Way:O God, help me to go along Thy path,That I may patiently,With firm, unerring tread,Walk ever onwardWhere Thy love has led.