Poems

Jubilation

Rejoice , ye weary hearts, and sing!The priceless pearl is found,—The true perception of the Christ,—And evil's chains unbound.

The Comforter

Like unto one his mother comforteth,Thou, Father-Mother God, dost comfort me,Folding me close from dreams of sin and death,When in the dark I wake and turn to Thee.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

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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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A Cup of Water

It is only a cup of water,In the Master's name I bring;To the much that I long to offerThis seems such a little thing!Yet 't is more than a drink of waterFor that thirsty need of thine,For the cup it is brimming overWith thy Father's love divine.

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My Prayer

To know Thee, God, my earnest prayer to-day;To know Thy presence and Thy power alway,Thy loving guidance, care, protection, too.

"The prisoners heard them"

The prisoners heard them singing,—Oh, song above all songs!Down through the ages ringing,The prison doors wide flinging;While wakened human throngsPass, wondering, into freedom,Hearing that song of songs.

The Ever Present Christ

How oft have we who roamed from creed to creed,Searching for satisfying food in vain,Yearned to have Jesus with us once again,To give sure solace in our bitter need.

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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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From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

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Freedom

The room is large wherein we walk;Our feet are free to come and go.

My Thanks

Dear God, I thank Thee hour by hourThat Thou hast shown to me Thy power,So wondrous here!

My Prayer

Oh , give to me an understanding heart,That I, in fullest measure, may impartA message of Thy tenderness and careTo those who seek Thy graciousness to share.

Love Has Been Before

Should I climb a narrow stair,Face a closèd door,Yet I know that even thereLove has been before.

From Glory to Glory

I must diligently set my heartTo find out what Love is,For I am sure that in the knowledgeOf Love is revealed all things.

Confidence in God

I do not know just why the sunSends forth its rays through countless years;Yet through its constancy I feelA lessening of doubts and fears.