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A PRAYER

GERTRUDE RING HOMANS.

Dear Lord, at such time as I am deniedRoom in the inn of some heart overfilled,Where I have sued for lodging, and asideMust turn for shelter, let regret be stilled.
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HOPE

WARWICK JAMES PRICE

Hope is no day-dream of a dim "perhaps,"Nor castle-building reverie, which sapsEndeavor of the present.

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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The sun comes up; and I doubt if e'er...

Thomas J. Partridge

The sun comes up; and I doubt if e'erMan's eye beheld a morn so fair.

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Fear not, O little flock, the foe...

Fear not, O little flock, the foeWho madly seeks your overthrow;Dread not his rage and power;What though your courage sometimes faints?
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What is bounty but love in the giver,...

Theron Brown

What is bounty but love in the giver, That waits for no plea to bestow The evergreen boon of the river To the fields that are blessed by its flow?
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God give us men! A time like this demands...

John G. Holland

God give us men! A time like this demands Strong minds, great hearts, true faith and ready hands; Men whom the love of office cannot kill; Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy; Men who possess opinions and a will; Men who have honor; men who will not lie; Men who can stand before a demagogue And damn his treacherous flatteries without winking! Tall men, sun-crowned, who live above the fog In public duty and in private thinking:— For while the rabble with their thumb-worn creeds, Their large professions and their little deeds, Mingle in selfish strife, lo! freedom weeps,Wrong rules the land, and waiting justice sleeps!

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From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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Ask God to give thee, dear,...

Laura B. Doorly

Ask God to give thee, dear,An eye to seeWhat doth not yet appear;And may God grant to theeAn ear to hear life's melody.
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THE LIGHT SHINES ON

MYRA POLLARD.

DARKNESS and cold and terror all about, Grief and despondency and doubt; But in the distance, lo, a light beams out, And shineth on.
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TRUTH'S GENTLE APPEAL

MINNIE BRITTON STODDARD

The low, sweet voice of Truth is ringing in my ears,—Like tones of silv'ry bells, the melodies of years.
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SONG OF THE SENTRY

BELLE A. MUNDY.

I see my brothers marching by,Their armor sparkling in the sun;I hear with joy their fearless cry,Their swords are flashing, one by one;But comforted am I, nor yearnTo join the ranks of small or great,To me a blessing sweet is given,They also serve who stand and wait.
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"THINE INHERITANCE."

BEN. HAWORTH-BOOTH.

Dear dweller in the dust of earth,Man is not dust, and ne'er shall be:His lineage of celestial birthProvides a happier fate for thee:Then lift on high those earth-bound eyes,And take thy birthright of the skies.
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LIFE'S ARMAGEDDON

RALPH W. CROSMAN.

What mean the strange alarms that 'round earth sweep, The secret fears of some impending doom,That rise now here, now there, and will not sleep, But spread abroad their sick'ning, subtle gloom?