Poems

THE VOICE OF TRUTH

As, looking overhead, sometimes we seeTwo galaxies of clouds, not keeping companyBut going diverse ways;As listening to music, played in many partsClear to the listening ear and gentle hearts,Beneath and quite apart, no other sound can drownA low, sweet, tender monotone:So, when Love friends together brings,To outward ear discussing many things,But still their hearts unite in universal love,Finding its tranquil in God above,Be silent thou, and bend a listening ear!Apart from mortal sense, a song of peace thou'lt hear,God's undercurrent in the mental air.

THE EMPTY TOMB

Why weepest thou?

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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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THE CHOICE

I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life.

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SERVICE

How may I best attain the high idealOf Christly service, of true helpfulness,That daily, hourly, as the way I follow,I may each needy brother cheer and bless?

"A NEW SONG."

The weary snow and slush lay on the road,The winter sun smiled wanly all in vain,It could not lift the bitter dragging loadThat lay upon my heart with numbing pain.

COMFORT ME

Comfort me, Lord, that I may beSome comfort to another;That on his darkness I may shedLight for a stumbling brother.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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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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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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"THE DARKNESS IS PAST."

O icy wind, from snow-clad mountains blowing,From summits where the winter still holds sway,In the chill freedom of your ebb and flowingIs felt no promise of the coming May.

TRUE PEACE

One day when all went wrong, I humbly cried:Why do I feel this nameless blame, dear Lord,—Must I still conquer hate, or fear, or pride?

THE BLESSINGS OF TODAY

The fields of corn are peaceful 'neath the burning August sun;The languid rivers placid as their gentle course they run;The loitering bees, the swallows drifting through the drowsy air,Give not a hint of browning leaves nor winter's crystal glare!

THE MASTER'S WORK

My Master's work would not be done Should my hand slack, or fail my feet Love's calls to heed, His errands run; On should I halt with message sweet To hungering hearts and souls downcast, Their wounds to stanch, their ills to mend, Nor drop Love's blessings sure and fast And be to them who need a friend.

"ADAM, WHERE ART THOU?"

The word of Spirit, wafted on the windOf Eden's evening bowers and sunset trees—The eternal tone of Truth, that is behindThe dark discord of earth's inharmonies—Trembling they heard it—and we hear it now,Probing the darkness—"Adam, where art thou?

THE NEW BIRTHDAY

Cometh a day to the children of men—Day of deliverance from longing and pain.