Poems

The Prince of Peace

When thou in lowliness of heart dost waitOn Love, for answer to thy pleaArt list'ning for my voice, my will to know,—My peace I give.

Ever-presence

I need Love's healing cup, earth's thirst to quell;Truth's strong, sure staff upon my upward way;To hear Thy voice, with cheering tones to tellThere is no night in God's eternal day.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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Love's with Thee

In error's night, o'ercast with fear,When tossed on earth's tempestuous sea,When seemed no hope of succor near—A voice said gently, Love's with thee!

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The Invitation

Art thou weary of the struggle?

Dawn

Oh , joy is mine! the day at last is breaking,The night far spent proclaims the dawn is near;The clouds of mortal sense their leave are taking,And perfect Love is casting out all fear.

"Thy will be done"

"Thy will be done.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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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From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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Resurrection

"Who shall roll us away the stone?

The Comforter

Cease thy repining, O my heart!"Be still, for I am here,"—The voice of Christ yet echoingRebukes the selfish tear.

Dawn

'Mid mists and shadows, sinister and gray,Encompassed sore, and often led astrayBy phantom fears that hide the narrow way,We wait the dawn.
O ye who are stones in the temple of God,Who much of the way have so faithfully trod,What dost thou think when there enters its gatesOne called a sinner, whom every one hates,—To purity stranger, to thanksgiving dumb,—Dost thou hold out thy hand, though so late he doth come?

Love's Guidance

Supernal guide, into Thy wayThe seeking heart is ever led,Nourished by Truth's immortal bread,As Israel's band of old were fedFrom day to trusting day.

Dawn

When day breaks,And shadows flee—From earthly ease,Or deep despondency,The sleeper wakes.