Poems

WITHIN THY HOUSE

Within thy house, O blessed pilgrim stranger,Watch well lest error creep in unaware!Hold dear its sanctity,Inviolate let it beFrom rude intrusion and earth's stagnant air!

SING ME THY SONG

Sing me a song, bright morning stars,Of holiest harmony.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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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A SONG OF PROMISE

In the silent caverns 'neath hill and rock,In the sunbeam streaked with gold,Christ speaks to the hearts of his chosen flock,And the story ne're grows old.

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"PRAISE YE THE LORD"

Praise ye our heavenly King!Let every nation singPraise to His name.

"GREATER WORKS THAN THESE."

O Bounteous legacy! what promise this!Could we neglect or take such word amiss?

THE BETTER PART

How maz'd and drear, amid his sticks and stones,His color'd pebbles and his bits of glass.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

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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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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CONSTANCY

Ofttimes the daily current of my lifeDoth seem so clogged with error, that I fainWould break a clearer channel, where the strifeAnd fret of endless conflict, and the painOf beating 'gainst the rocks that long have lainWhere now my way appears, are all unknown;Where, free from every hindrance, I might gainIn depth and breadth, till perfect I had grown.

"AS A LITTLE CHILD"

Remember childhood's ways—the pure, unsullied heart,The ready sympathy, affection, impulse true.

THE NEW YEAR—A FRIEND

A friend has depths of character.

JOY

A full, clear note with the 'cello's depth and powerSounds in the word that means to mortals moreThan fullest thought can tell in verse or song.
Two sorrie thynges there be—Ay, three—A neste from which the fledglings have been taken,A lambe forsaken,A redde leaf from the wilde rose rudely shaken.

WHEN WAS CHRIST BORN?

When was Christ born?