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New mercies, new blessings, new light on thy way;...

Havergal

New mercies, new blessings, new light on thy way;New courage, new hope, and new strength for each day;New notes of thanksgiving, new chords of delight,New praise in the morning, new songs in the night;New wine in thy chalice, new altars to raise;New fruits for thy Master, new garments of praise;New gifts from his treasures, new smiles from his face;New streams from the fountain of infinite grace;New stars for thy crown, and new tokens of love;New gleams of the glory that waits thee above;New light of his countenance full and unpriced;All this be the joy of thy new life in Christ.
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SINGING BELLS

STELLA E. SAXTON.

Three stemlike towers soar far aboveThe noisy street,And there they flower in singing bells;While hurrying feetAlong the path of striving men,Pause on their wayTo grapple with the beckoning day,As deep-toned swellsThe message of the singing bells—Strikes "faith," strikes "hope," strikes "courage"; thenStrikes "courage," "hope," and "faith" again!

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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I may not tread the paths he trod...

A. N. Whitmarsh

I may not tread the paths he trodIn famed Judea's land,But I can walk as near to GodAs those who touched his hand;I may not climb the vine-clad hills,Nor stand on Olives' height,But when his truth my vision fills,I see a grander sight!

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GIVING

STELLA E. SAXTON.

Let me but give, dear Lord,Out of my store,What Thou hast given me—I ask no more!Even as sunbeams fareForth from the sun,So may I, too, reflectLove's sweet guerdon.
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DARKNESS DISPELLED

CHARLES C. SANDELIN.

In Love no darkness is—there shadows flee:Thou mayest rest secure in Love's embrace;Love ever present may thy refuge be,Love's morning beams may all these dreams erase.
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"KNOCKING."

KATHARINE T. PORTER.

I used to knock with face half turned awayFrom there where I would entrance find; had eyesAlone for all the world did think and say;Knocked feebly at the door; expressed surpriseIt ope'd not to my call,—that call so faint and lowI scarce heard it myself,—the world engrossed me so.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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FROM DAY TO DAY

REV. JAMES J. ROME.

Father , give me an understanding heart,That I may learn to know myself, and seeWhere I should spurn the wrong and choose the better part,And thus from sinful bondage be set free.
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GOD-MEASURED

MARY J. ARNOLD.

Another year time's loos'ning grasp hath laidUpon the altar of eternity.
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FORGIVENESS

FRANCES A. HALDANE.

"How oft shall I forgive?
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SENSE-DREAMS

MINNA MATHISON.

I dreamt the sea was rough and high,And rude and wild the wind.
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THE NEW YEAR

J. C. BROOKS.

The year is new to those who dwell in time,Who reckon age by days and months and years,Who look through windows dimmed by winter's rimeFor twelve months more of hopes and doubts and fears!
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TRUTH'S GLORIOUS STAR

DAVID E. ANTHONY.

Bright star of Truth, which pierced Judea's nightAnd over Bethlehem shed thy silvery lightUpon the manger where the Christ-child lay,Today we see thy beauteous rays again,And hear hosannas and the glad amen,And view the light which heralded that day.