Poems

"It doth not yet appear"

FRANCES A. HALDANCE

It doth not yet appear how much of gloryMay grace the dawning of another day;How fair the earth may glisten in the sunbeamsWhen once the storms of error roll away.

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Within Thy secret place, O Love, I kneel:The door is shut; no sinful sense can stealAcross the threshold of this holy placeWhere I have come in search of truth and grace;My lips are mute; here thought alone doth prayFor revelation of the Christly way.

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As a Man Thinketh

JAMES NOBLE HATCH

Oh, I heard the ceaseless sighing of the winds of discontent,Heard it when the day was dying, heard it ere the morn was spent; From the broad plain and the mountain, From the lowland and the sea,The one sound was the same sound that was wafted back to me;A sound beset with sadness from the realms of blighted dreams,A plaintive song of a world all wrong, where hope no radiance gleams.

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Wise Wishing

NELLIE B. MACE

If I could have one wish for thee,And only one,And I in faithless vanityShould summon wealth, and thou wert wonTo gilden bravery,—False to my trust I'd be.

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Truth the Victor

REV. EDMUND B. GEARHART, PH.D.

Not in this warShall ye with fierce, embattled foes contend,Nor spear nor breastplate use to pierce or fend.

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His Will Be Done

LAURA GERAHTY

We have no fear,Since God is here,Who knows no distance, heeds no war's alarms,And I and mineWith thee and thineDwell safely in Love's everlasting arms.

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Truth's Dawn

CHARLES C. SANDELIN

A wondrous calm! A lifted sense!The darkness flees and cometh day,And error's storm-clouds pass away:Behold Love's holy immanence!

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A Tribute

CATHARINE SEVERENS

That thou hadst keptThe tablet of thy mind so clean and fairThat God could write thereon His precious wordOf love and healing to a sin-sick world,Were miracle enough! Yet great this also:That thou couldst stand upon that Horeb heightAnd hold this message high for men to see.