Poems

The Standard

When , like a flood, wrong thoughts would o'er me roll,Threat'ning to overwhelm, shall I, resigned,Bow 'neath their sway as to a master mind,Admit their right to cruelly oppress,Of health and happiness exacting toll,As ancient Hebrew bent to Egypt's yoke?

Appeal

God, my creator, Life divine,Thou art all good, forever mine.

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From Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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My Need

I need to see the good that's all around me;I need to feel God's tender love and care;I need to know His angels still surround me;That Life and Love and Truth are ev'rywhere.

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A Prayer

Dear God of life, raise Thou the dead,—In sin and false beliefs asleep.

I Learned to Sing

I learned to sing when shadows fellAnd days grew dark and drear;For though I made my bed in hell,God's tender love was near.

Thy Word

No other legacy I askThan that Thy Word reveals;It searches every hope of men,And human longing heals.

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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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Victory

Temptation came to speak an angry word,—Instead, a prayer, that hatred's claim might yield.

Look Up!

How many times the human heart,Burdened with all its woe,Turns wearily to present Love,And meekly prays to know.

"Now is the day of salvation"

Now is the day of our salvation — now! No more in hopeless bondage need we bow Beneath the yoke of pain, the curse of fear; The truth that makes men free, — lo, it is here!

The Rich Young Man

O RICH young man, if thou hadst known What vast possessions were thine own, What undimmed pearls, how wide and grand The mansions in thy Father's land; If thou couldst but have glimpsed what store Of wealth was thine forevermore, What robes of beauty, and the bliss Of losing all and gaining this; How eagerly thou wouldst have sold Jewels and pomp and pride and gold.

"Press toward the mark"

"Press toward the mark!" The calling high Invites to-day, not by and by, To deeper knowledge of the Soul,—A steady nearing of the goal;Upheld by Love, to think and feelThe gift of God; to cleanse and heal;To bind the broken heart, and fareWith him until his weight of careIs lost in Love.

Easter Gladness

ON that fair Easter morning, In th' holy long ago, When Jesus rose triumphant O'er every seeming foe,