Poems

A Prayer

Almighty God, whose might is love,Whose wisdom is a boundless sea,In grateful adoration bowedI lift my heart in praise to Thee.

Giving

Give, ever give,And never mind the getting.

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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 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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If Only We Could See

If only we could always seeThat these great mountains which appearTo bar the path for you and meAre insubstantial mounds of fear!

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Bartimaeus

Of skies at dawn men's voices tell,Of sun-drenched meadows, blossom bright,Of moonlight's white, enchanted spell—The while he walks through moonless night.

Morning

Sometimes the night seems long and drear,But morning brings the sun's bright beams;Then we forget the hours of nightWith all their troubled thought and dreams.

My Prayer

Oh, wondrous inner flame that lights my way,That guards my every faltering step and guides,That ever in my heart of hearts abides,And gives me rest and comfort day by day.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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Shared reflections

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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 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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Communion

Up to the infinite source of our being,Faith is ascending, triumphant, today;Bright are its visions of God, ever present,Lifting our thought from the clod and the clay.

Be Still

Amidst the earthquake and the fire,     The storms of temper and self-will,The gusts of passion and desire,     Teach me to listen and be still,

Still with Thee

When I awake I am with Thee,And know the nothingness of dreamsAs through a glass I darkly seeThat matter is not what it seems.

Glorified

I have so often thought of him—That man of old who was born blind,Who never once had seen the dawnPour down the dusky purple hillsLike liquid gold spilled slowly fromThe brimming goblet of the sun;Who never once had watched unfoldThe petaled beauty of a flower,Or seen the pearly lovelinessA new moon forms against the night.