Poems

THE ETERNAL NOW

MABEL GORDON-INGLIS.

Life knows no past.

FAITH

FRANCES A. HALDANE.

Faith scatters abroad in the fall its grain,Covering it over with tender care;Nor fears, though with north winds and hurrying snowFierce winter stalks forth from its icy lair.

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NO MORE SEA

EVELYN GAGE KNIFFIN.

The sea ever speaks with its billows,Of restlessness, tumult, and strife;And mysteries vast and unfathomed,O'erclouding the sunshine of life.

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ENVISIONED

GERTRUDE RING HOMANS

Have you seen the vision?

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The happy primrose breathed a thought of gratitude to God—Her prayer of grace, in sweet perfume, arose above the sod:In looking up to Him, she said, Because I lie so low,My sight includes all other flowers which high above me grow—How beautiful, that I can always see my dear friends so!The Master bade his followers take the lowest seat;He surely knew the rest, the calm—that consciousness so sweetWhich is itself the summons, Friend, up higher come! No prideDisturbs the thought that quiet serves, and seeks for naught beside;The bread, the wine, in tender love are up the table pressed;The loving heart, upturned to God, welcomes His every guest.

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"CAPTIVITY CAPTIVE"

MARY HORNIBROOK CUMMINS

O wondrous harmony! Where every thought—That subtle, inner thing we cannot see—A willing captive unto Christ is broughtAnd merged in God's immensity,And thus, through broader use finds wider scopeIn fields of richness, where it roameth free;Borne up and on by one unending hope,—Still to unfold in all eternity!

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THE STREET OF GOLD

N. F. HOPKINS.

Led at our daily tasks,Led when our tasks are done.

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"GRACE FOR TODAY"*

NEMI ROBERTSON

Grace for today, O Love divine,To understand and love Thee more,To yield the mortal will to Thine,Denying self that presses sore.

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EVER-PRESENCE

ARCHIBALD L. VAN ANTWERP.

Midst the sorrow and the pain,Midst the murk and midst the rain,Midst the pleasure and the joy,Giving peace without alloy—Thou art with me!

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Forth like a rivulet flows love unfeigned...

Lilla Ellen Bowley

Forth like a rivulet flows love unfeigned From lofty summits of a pure desire,Where snows are softened by a radiant fire,Then dews celestial on the steeps have rainedAnd springs from hidden depths the light have gained:Down from the lonely peak where souls aspireAnd see and hear the hosts' victorious choir,Down with the joy of freedom well attained.