Poems

True Charity

I would improve my stock of love, that IMight break the bread of Life with those who need;And I would give a cup of water coldTo parched lips, in Christ's name, as we read.

Thy Will

Through human will I oft have lost the way;Have fallen in the dark and wept the while.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

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 Promise

Where'er a flower lifts up its faceIn sweetness, purity, and grace,And scents the air;Where'er a bird soars on the wing,Or, joyous, on the bough doth sing,Lord, Thou art there.

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The Reading Room

Through this gracious portalThe weary, burdened heartMay leave the surge and turmoil,And rest awhile apart.

A Child Talks with God

I am Thy child, Thy little one;I know this, Father, for I feel Thy careAround me all the day:At home, at school, and on the wayBetween.

Supply

I will not labor for tomorrow's bread,Sufficient for today is my supply;For He who once the hosts of Israel fedWith manna, which fell unseen from the sky,Still feeds His children as He did of yore,From out His infinite, unfailing store.

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Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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 Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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"When it was yet dark"

Ah , Mary! with your eyes all blind with tears,Not knowing death's harsh mortal dream withdrawn;Turn from your agony, your groundless fears,And see the dawn!

My Prayer

Help me, O Lord, to give up self, And ever humble be; So would I take Thy hand in mine, And strive to follow Thee.

Little Things

The little things, just little things,Oh, may they be my task!If not for me the bigger things, For little things, I ask.

Lift Up Your Heart and Sing!

Friend, lift up your eyes and seeHow wide the clear skies are.

Love

BELOVED Father-Mother—The only power I own—With Thee so close beside me I never am alone! From Thee come inspiration And light more clear than day; Thy hand points out the path to me, 'Tis Thou who lead'st the way.

God's Little Ones

THEY follow winged with joy, those little feetPlanted so early in the narrow way;With tiny hands in His they go to meetAnd face the passing shadows of each day.