Poems

HO! COME YE TO THE WATERS!

CHAS. C. SANDELIN.

Ho ! Come ye to the waters! Drink! No feeFor all thou drinkest shall be required of thee;For free to all this precious draft is given,To high, to low, to whole or riven,Who thirst in darkness, knowing not that here—Aye, at their side—is water pure and clear.

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LIFT UP THINE EYES

CHARLES C. SANDELIN.

Art thou aweary, friend?

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LOVE'S BOUNTY

JOSEPH MOSDELL.

There is no power save Love,Resistless, tender, true,In all the worlds above,The universe all through,—In heaven, on earth, and e'en in hell,Throughout all time, in every place,There omnipresent Love must dwell,As universal as is space.

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GRATITUDE

HON. ELEANOUR NORTON.

I Saw the beauty of the sunrise fallUpon a foam of blossoms red and white,Stirring with nested birds whose little callOf eager life gave exquisite delight,And marveled at the heart of God! He knowsLove lies behind the flaming of the rose!

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DE PROFUNDIS

WARWICK JAMES PRICE.

FROM stormy deeps men cry to Thee for aid,Their suppliant pleadings lost in ocean's roar,Trembling and cowering, belittled, sore afraid,Hearing God's anger in the sea at war.

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As the glorious dawn of morning light...

ANON

As the glorious dawn of morning lightBrings forth the foreground into sight,Revealing form and beauty rareOf mountain, forest, flowers fair,As guardian with protecting graceOf tiniest nook or largest place;So doth the glory of our LordBring to our inner sight the WordMade flesh, its truth and fullest grace,Its depths of wisdom, sweetest face;Of perfect Love, no great, no small,—Our rereward, guardian, All-in-all.

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A THOUGHT FOR EVERY DAY

FREDERICK M. STEELE.

If you, my friend,—just you and I,—Should smile instead of worry;If, as the days and moments flyAmid life's stress and hurry,We aim to make our thoughts more kind.

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To grow a little wiser day by day,...

Dorothy M. Porges

To grow a little wiser day by day,To school my mind and body to obey,To keep my inner life both clean and strong,To free my heart from guile, my hands from wrong,To shut the door on hate and scorn and pride;To open them to love,—the windows wide,To meet with cheerful heart what comes to me,To turn life's discords into harmony;To share some weary worker's heavy load,To point some straying comrade to the road;To know that what I have is not my own,To feel that I am never quite alone;Be this my prayer, my task from day to day!

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Into the heaven of Thy heart, O God,...

Lucy Larcom

Into the heaven of Thy heart, O God,I lift my life like a flower;Thy light is deep and Thy love is broad,And I am not the child of an hour.

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Thank God! that I have lived to see the time...

WHITTIER

Thank God! that I have lived to see the timeWhen the great truth begins at last to findAn utterance from the deep heart of mankind,Earnest and clear, that all revenge is crime!That man is holier than a creed,—that allRestraint upon him must consult his good,Hope's sunshine linger on his prison wall,And Love look in upon his solitude.