Poems

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A promise kept

Margaret Jessie Jacobs

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you:not as the world giveth, give I unto you.
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The rhythm of Spirit

Helyse V. Biggs

Truth inflowing, Love outpouring—A steady flow, not stop and go:

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Changing your world

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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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Never alone

Kerry M. Knobelsdorff

God is where I'm going,God is where I am.

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God's place for me

Russell D. Robinson

Medley of opinionsCacophony of voicesGo this wayNo, go that.
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Listen

Listenwhispers the seashell.
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Rise now

Faith Walsh Heidtbrink

I waitedand waited.

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Shared reflections

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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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From Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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The husbandman

Elna W. Hull

Love tends the garden of my mindto bring to fruit still fragile budsof faith, and charity that nodsgently to Spirit's gentle wind.
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Hymn 291*

John Newton

Quiet, Lord, my froward heart,Make me gentle, pure, and mild,Upright, simple, free from art;Make me as a little child,From distrust and envy free,Pleased with all that pleaseth Thee.
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Holding hands

David Littlefield Horn

"Hold my hand," said Daddyas he and daughter crossed a brookon wet and slippery stones.
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Holy ground

Mark D. Campbell

O empty cup,O smiling promise,concealing that lie—"good for food,""pleasant to the eyes,""desired to make one wise.
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Fulfillment

Helen Fairfax Stephenson

The star climbs the night,poises angelic haloabove Bethlehem.
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Christmas Eve

Hillary Hauser

Late at night, and I contemplate the star,As the three did then.