Poems

The Lord Is My Shepherd

MORGAN SHEPARD

Spirit is substance: God gives true supply;I shall not want.

To a Little Maid

LAURA GERAHTY

She waited on the wife of Naaman;Maybe she fetched and carried all the day,Finding but little time for gladsome playBetween the many errands that she ran.

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WRAP around thy brother the mantle of compassion; See him pure and holy as thou thyself wouldst be; By the Golden Rule of love the Master taught us, fashion All thy thought and speech and acts until thou set him free.

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Liberation

MABLE I. CLAPP

GRAY was the day, and wearisome the task, A dull monotony, an endless round.

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Gratitude

EMILY C. WHITELAW

FATHER , I praise and thank Thee, For all Thy tender care; I know Thy love enfolds me, For Thou art everywhere.

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Children of God

GISEL A. BAUMGART

Children of God and heirs of His dominion!Doubt not nor fear, nor ever be dismayed;God loves His own; He guides the trembling footstepsOf every child who from His care has strayed.

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Fruitage

ELSIE HILL AINSWORTH

Father, I thank Thee for a fruitful day,A day that offered opportunityTo help a struggling brother to be free,A day wherein the Christ has been revealed,And someone sent along the wayRejoicing, healed!