Poems

The Pioneer

Night Wrapped the woods in silence drear,   Till, softly, morn began to break;A waking thrush sang sweet and clear   His morning revelry: "Awake!—The time has come for all to wake!"

Easter

OH, beloved! He is risen!Listen to this day's acclaim;Love has never been in prison;Love is Life—is God's own name.

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Shared reflections

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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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Redemption

O'ER heaven and earth, in concord blest,Love reigned, supreme in law.

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The Promises

O weary heart by care oppressed,Climbing life's hill with labored breath,"Be of good cheer," the Savior saith;Come, I will give you rest.

"Love never faileth"

When from our hearts the load of sin is lifted,And daylight dawns for us, with radiant hue,We meekly lift our gaze above the darkness,And feel the perfect peace, that's ever new.

Father, Guide Me

Father, when earth's storms are raging,May I never go astray;Be my pilot, ever guidingThrough the troubled homeward way.

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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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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Sonnet

When beauty opes, as does the snowy rose,And sends its sweetness into all the world,Then is the Christ, the true idea, unfurledBefore the sight of men.
I KNOW where to gather the far-away bluenessOf valleys and mountains, and find all the raptureOf clouds, as they sail on the wings of the tempest,Where to breathe in the silence of bare-bosom'd uplands,And rejoice in the freedom of measureless skies.

The Search

I SOUGHT for Life.

A Prayer

Humbly we ask to love as Jesus loved:To stand with him upon the sacred mountOf revelation, where our Master provedThat all was good, and sin was nothingness.

Awakening

When spring came creeping o'er the earth,The little plants awoke.

"Be of good cheer"

IF you're feeling tired, and sick at heartOf the world's turmoil and strain,Of the daily grind, and the fear behind,And the frequent ache and pain,