Poems

The Rich Young Man

MARION SUSAN CAMPBELL

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.

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"Press toward the mark"

EMILY PATTERSON SPEAR

"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.

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Easter Gladness

ELLA A. STONE

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

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"Behold, now is the day of salvation"

MAUD ALICE BATCHELOR

TURN thee more gladly to the light, The glory spreads so wide and free.

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"The pinnacle of praise"*

AMY M. SMITH

True praise must be expressed in daily life,Down in the byways and the stirring mart,—The quick denial that will still the strife,The love that satisfies the hungry heart!

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"There is lifting up"

CLARA ELISABETH KUCK

Oh, weary heart! Art thou cast down?

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An Awakening

SUSAN F. CAMPBELL

OF straightest sect, Saul lived a Pharisee; Arrogant with pride and power, he stood, Consenting to the crime which hate and fear Sent blindly forth to silence that great truth Which shone through Stephen's noble life of love; Scattered abroad, made havoc of the church, Entered the homes of saints in willful zeal, To bind, imprison those whose lives were pure.

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Awake

REUBEN POGSON

IF he should come one night and find me idly sleeping, With lamp burned out, the oil of joy consumed! If after all my work I reached the place of weeping, Where anguish reigns in darkness unillumed!

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Demonstration

LOUISE R. ADRIAN

To feel the touch of Truth, To know its power, And rest in Love, Brings realization to the wondrous hour, When light breaks from above.

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"Love is our refuge"*

JAMES DOUGLAS GOSNEY

How great God's love! Love is the power divine That men reflect when they obey God's law: It fills the heart that Godward doth incline; It is His gift whose power and peace doth draw All hearts to Him who dwells in boundless light.