Poems

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THE DESERT PLACE

Mary Baker Thompson

They said, "It is a desert place;You will not find contentment here.
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I FOUND THE LORD

Eliza Mary Menmuir

I searched the Scriptures many times;I studied line and word.

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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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REJOICE

Althea Brooks

Rejoice ! "Rejoice in the Lord alway:and again I say, Rejoice.

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THE SEVENTH BEATITUDE

James Monteith Erskine

Great is the debt we owe to peacemakers.
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SUNDAY SCHOOL

Gertrude I. Steel

What are we giving these little onesWho come here so confident, so happy,Their eyes radiant with that sweet trustThe Master loved?
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A new song

Ernest H. Morris

The dark was very dark.

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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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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 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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SANCTUARY

Florence M. Wolford

In the stillness of the night.
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THE SUNDAY SERVICE

Benjamin Sturgis Pray

And here two reading lamps provideA light whose flow, like stream of grace.
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PROGRESS

Dorothy H. Stephens

The Father saith,"Thou art my sonAnd all I have is thine.
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CAN YE NOT WATCH?

Cora A. Wade

Awake! Awake! The hour is late;     Can ye not watch?
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PETER

Alice V. Brown

Peter, although the cupSlip from your hasty hand,Think not to shake the standOf him who lifts it up.
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THE MASTER'S TOUCH

Dorothy Godden

In deep humility the leper knelt,Yet with the glad expectancy of good,And we can understand his gratitudeWhen Jesus tenderly put forth his handAnd with this loving gesture comfortedThe leper—casting out all loneliness.