Poems

Woman

The Father called His child.

Vision Beautiful

The sun is always shiningAnd the sky is always blue,For our vision of the beautifulIs one with what is true,As the prayer of understandingPierces through the clouds of sense,And our hearts sing at the knowledgeOf God's omnipotence.

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Reflection

Into the night the lighthouse sendsIts guiding ray,Cheering the bark that landward wendsIts storm-tossed way.

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Knowing

I know that God is good,That Love is true,That Truth divine abides,And doth endueThe heart of every woman,Man, or child,With purity and faith,And instincts mild.

One Thought of Love

Who can tell what flowsFrom the heart of a roseAs into the air its fragrance goes;As it sends through the gloomIts sweet perfume;Whom it cheers and blessesWith fragrant caresses;What it givesWhere it goes,—Who can tellBut the rose?

Alone with God

Alone with God!Wrapped in the solitude of peace,There comes a sense of sweet releaseFrom dark despair.

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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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I prayed for wealth:...

I prayed for wealth:Then what I had, all that I lost.

Yussuf Ben Orem

Yussuf Ben Orem at his doorAdmitted all whose need was sore,And freely gave to all who cameWhat aid he might in God's high name.

Waymarks

No shadow falls upon the groundBut points unto the sun;No streamlet lies in frost-chains boundBut shall in summer run.

Thought-bells

Ring soft, ring low, thought-bells in my heart,For attuned by Love you're wingingAn angel-truth to some burdened one,That awakes to join your singing.
O blessed means of ease, whereby to bringOur burdens, hopes, ambitions to His feetIn meekness, trusting in His mercy sweet,—The worthiness of our eternal King!Thus to the winds may we our worries fling,For faith is honored at the mercy-seat;According to His will must we entreat,For then the song of victory we may sing.

Things Substantial

The artist true paints not the world he seesWith eyes grown dim at scanning faultful things;But to the landscape, face, and form he bringsThe eyes of soul, to him real nature's keys.