Poems

Silent Prayer

O sacred silence, moments briefIn which to abrogate false fears!Forsaking sin, forgetting grief,We rise above the mist of years;And in that momentary spanBehold anew God's perfect man.

The Little Things

Speak understandingly to other heartsIn language sweet with comfort and with peace,And bring to tired eyes a happy light,And to the burdened breast a quick release.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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The Infinite Unseen

Beneath the raging of the waves,Under the lashing of the sea,Ever abides, in depths serene,Perfect tranquillity.

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Confidence

Mind is directing me;I have no need to plan.

I Will Let Go

I will let go—let go of human planning,Entrust myself to Love, who holds me dear.

The Law of Jesus

They brought her to him in the temple court;Their work it was to read and write the law,And punish those who sinned against that law.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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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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The Christ-Way

O troubled heart, cease fret, and toil, and struggle—The joys, long sought, are e'en now at thy side;For God, the source of all, is ever with thee,And will, through all eternity, abide.

Reassurance

O anxious one, what is this night that thou dost dread?

The Garden of Thought

All labor would be more than joy,Mused one who held her garden dear,If I could keep my blossoms clearOf choking weeds that would destroy.

Revelation

I thank Thee, Father, for Thy light that shoneAcross my darkness, bringing sweet releaseFrom errors old.

Peace, Be Still

Tell not to men, tell not in mortal earThis mortal pain.

"Truth is revealed"*

Our Saviour saw the wide green fields,But more than fields beheld—Their fruitful story oftentimesA parable impelled.