Poems

Peace

Protect us, O our Father, from the swordOf whispering tongues, which poison and defame;Keep us obedient to Thy precious Word:As our loved Master was, make us the same.

"The man Christ Jesus"

So tenderly he loved: he took a child

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Anthology of classic articles III

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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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Love's Allness

O thou oppressed by fear, know Love is here,Dispelling every cloud, each shadow drearThat would appall.

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Tears

Tears when in deep self-pity shedWill dim the sunlight overhead,But songs of gratitude will bringA vision cleared of envying,Where clouds of discontent give wayThat there may shine a tearless day.

"Peace, be still"

Enfolded like a jewel in the hills,The deep blue lake of Galilee lay still,One beauty with the skies, reflecting them.

Inspiration

When we cease to heed earth's clamor,Come the voices from above;And we walk among the liliesIn the garden of His love.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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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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From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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Frankincense and Gold

I Have left my shepherdingFrankincense and gold to bring,Gold of faith refined by fire,Sweet perfume of high desire—This to be my offering,Frankincense and gold I bring.

Christian Healing

Joy hath come to us to-nightThough the midnight hour is chiming,For the Bethlehem star is shining,And our harvest fields are white.
She sought and found Truth's living bread,Then shared the heavenly food;So from one loving hand is fedThe hungry multitude!

Healing

He walked the highways, up small streets and down,And by the quiet Galilean sea,But whether in the country or the townThey sought him ceaselessly.

There Is No Night

Candles are we, our work to shine,Reflecting His clear light divine.

Love's Ways

Hate meant it unto me for grief,To darken what had been all joy;Love straightway brought a sweet relief,And busied me in its employ.