Poems

Belief versus Knowledge

Battered and bruised and torn,Struggling with storm and strife,Heart-sick and weary and worn,—Such was my sense of life.

Home

Home is a word with the sweetest ring,But few can its spirit discern;It is not a place or a composite thing,Which we may inherit or earn.

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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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God's Dear Love

I know —when changes come and go,And paths are difficult to see;When human hopes would ebb and flow—It is Thy love that quiets me.

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The Walk to Emmaus

It lies among the hills—that little roadWhere journeyed those two friends, that soft spring day;But not a sound of melody they heard,For sadness bitter filled them with dismay.

Fidelity

Howe'er the adversary tries, By varied guile,To urge me with persuasive lies,With frown or smile,The eternal Truth shall be my shield;Thus guarded I can never yield.

A Just Peace

The land our father Abraham hath sought,Each nation equally shall give and share.

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These books healed me

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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 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 Song of Praise

Glory to God in the heaven,And glory in the height,Glory from all the earth be givenIn anthems of delight:Glory, give glory; ye stars repeat the story,And ocean answer with thy waves of might,That Love is King and doth uphold the right.

The Little Foxes

The Master of the vineyard spake:I charge you do not fail to takeThe little foxes, every one,That sometimes in my vineyard run—

The Ever Active Mind

Wearied by fruitless strivingI sat in the sunset's glowBy a quietly running river,Watching its ceaseless flow.

Freedom

When the radiance of the morning wakens all the world to light,And the fetters forged in darkness through a long and cruel nightFall asunder, free forever, man shall rise in holy might.

Father, I Thank Thee

I Thank Thee, Father, that I know the constancyOf Love divine,That Life and Truth and Love unchanging are,And all are mine.

"Ye shall know the truth"

O certainty most sweet, most calm and pure,Which in his bosom glows,Who, from all mortal joy and pain secure,Nor hopes nor fears,—but knows.