Poems

Thou, thine own true self, in God hath place;...

M. P. H.

Thou, thine own true self, in God hath place;Forever thus through His dear grace.

Our Daily Choice

SAMUEL GREENWOOD.

EACH day unfolds before usA way of love or hate;Sweet love that lives victoriousO'er every selfish state,Dark hate that bears the curse of CainThrough regions desolate.

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The Message of the East Wind

AMY RUTH WENZEL.

OH, east wind blowing from the sea,My heart a question hath for thee!What message dost thou bring to me,Sad east wind blowing from the sea?

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The Reward of Service

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The sweetest lives are those to duty wed,Whose deeds, both great and small,Are close-knit strands of an unbroken thread,Where love ennobles all.

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If one has failed to reach the end he sought,If out of effort no great good is wrought,It is not failure, if the object beThe betterment of man; for all that heHas done and suffered is but gainTo those who follow seeking to attainThe end he sought.

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Live in the Sunshine

Margaret E. Sangster

Live in the sunshine, don't live in the gloom,Carry some gladness the world to illume.

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For All of Me

JOSEPH FULFORD FOLSOM with contributions from G. F. MEACHAM

The king can keep his crown,The plutocrat his gold,For all of me:I heave no sigh to own,No palm I shape to holdTheir jewelry.

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God and a Day

EDWARD A. CHURCH with contributions from HOSEA BALLOU

Consider but this single day's demands,Its dower of work, its wage of smiles and tears!So rich with opportunity it stands!One day, with God, is as a thousand years.

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Just where thou Art

with contributions from William C. Richards

Just where thou art lift up thy voiceAnd sing the song that stirs thy heart;Reach forth thy strong and eager handTo lift, to save, just where thou art.

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The Power of Prayer

Lord, what a change within us one short hourSpent in thy presence will prevail to make,What heavy burdens from our bosom take,What parched grounds refresh, as with a shower!We kneel, and all around us seems to lower;We rise, and all, the distant and the near,Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear;We kneel how weak, we rise how full of power!