Poems

Our Isaac

HAST thou an Isaac who is held most dear?

True Rest

WEARY , while miles stretch before me,Fagged by the long way I've trod,I hear, ever nearer and sweeter:Be still, and know I am thy God.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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Love's Guidance

AT night the listening shepherdsHeard the tidings, glad and clear;And at night the watching wise menSaw the guiding star appear.

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Is This the Truth

Is this the truth?

Recompense

We may not pray for easiness,But for that vigor prayThat manifests trustworthinessAnd moral bravery.

Home

O trusting heart, look up and seeThe glorious home prepared for thee;A home so free from mortal strife,Where Love is all and God is Life;

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Anthology of classic articles II

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Anthology of classic articles II

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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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From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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The Pioneer

Because for me she wrought with marvelous care,Can I the debt toss carelessly aside—Content to feast in idleness and pride,Unmindful of her fast, her ceaseless prayer?

Immanuel

I was blind, but now I seeGod is with us every hour;Now His mighty love makes free,And there is no other power.
When for love of God we yearn,And naught but error can discern,When in wandering doubt we stray,We have His word: I am the way.

City of God

THERE came to me once as I pondered,A vision of beauty and light;I saw, with the eyes of the spirit,The city that has no night.

Trusting

WHAT though I sleep not nor slumber,who shall be able to numberThe blessings that come in the hush of the night?

Life, Truth, Love

O WONDROUS  LifeThat knows no death or sin,Thy gates are open wide,That all may enter in.