Poems

The Promised Land

CHARLES C. SANDELIN

Apart from Love a desert is, despair,With naught to kindle hope, no lasting peace;Joy bides there not, for sorrow there hath lease:A waste of weariness, and want, and care!But in Love's presence all is sweet and fair,—The joys of Spirit never know decrease;And thus all claims of error quickly cease,For Truth omnipotent reigns ever there!

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Sorrow, tears, complaint?...

Mary Christina Schmidt

Sorrow, tears, complaint?

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Love's Haven

CHARLES C. SANDELIN

Tempestuous winds do blowO're the angry, restless sea:How sweet that I yet may knowLove keepeth mine and me!

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Inspiration

DAISY L. STWALLEY

At eventide I'm thinking of that night long years agoWhen wondering shepherds watched their flocks and saw avision glow;And e'en to me their vision comes—a glorious angel throng;My heart o'erflows with gladness, I hear the rapturous song;And as I listen, rapt before the Truth, the Life, the Love,the light,There surely now is born to me a Saviour dear tonight!

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Eventide

EMILY HOUSEHOLDEE

Weary of trying to soar,Weary of flying and falling,Nestlings are coming once moreHome to the mother-love's calling.

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Contentment

EVELYN SYLVESTER KNOWLES

To look upon the world with smiling eyes,To view my lot with joy, whate'er it seem,To know the truth, with all that this implies,To live, to act, not sit and idly dream:To envy none, to long for naught save thingsAbove the mortal, that shall satisfy,—Thus knows my heart the song contentment sings,And discontent shall pass unnoticed by.

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Only a Dream

ELIZABETH EARL JONES

Adam slept, and dreamed that space, all vocal with joy and song,Took form as birds that peopled the air and silenced the serpent of wrong.

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Humility

LOUISE KNIGHT WHEATLEY

When Andrew found the Christ, so long ago,He went to where his brother, on the sand,Mended the nets, and, Come with me, he said,A wondrous thing hath happened! Hand in handThey hurried back until they reached the placeWhere Jesus sat.

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Love's Bounty

MINNA MATHISON

This is the feast of Love, to knowThe Father's bounty all doth feed;That peace and joy forever flow,All unconfined by doubt or creed.

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The Christ-idea

MADGE M. ELDER

Not only to a fewLone shepherds of the fieldThe night with glory shone,The heavenly anthem pealed;Not only to one ageThat peace on earth, good will;Not only to one raceWas Christ born to fulfil.