Poems

Morning Prayer

MAUD E. ENDICOTT.

Hail again the dawning day!Darkness now has flown away;We behold the dewdrops brightShining in serenest light.

The Way that He Willeth for Me

CYRENE EMERY.

The way that He willeth in love for me,That is the way for me!And I do not care how thorny and bareThe journey may seem to be,If only afar, on the mountain-side,In the light of the sun, I may seeThe shining garments and beckoning handOf the Guide He has sent to me.

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Hidden Treasure

MARY J. ELMENDORF.

The raindrop trembles on the thirsty leaf;The first star sentinels the darkling sky;'Neath withered leaves the April violets blow;Along the west-wind breathes the heliotrope;And on the wave-washed sands of pain or grief—Fairer than raindrop or lone star on high,Sweeter than leaf—or wind-wooed bloom below—Lie Love's white pearls, Love's lustrous pearls of hope.

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The Church of Christ

JULIETTE M. MINK.

A temple to be reared in thought,That never may be sold or bought;Its firm foundation laid in Mind,With open doors for all mankind.

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Otherwhere

GRACE DIETRICH GROESBECK.

Blossoms cluster round ourfeet,But the fragrance seems more sweetOver there.

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"God Rests in Action"

DIADEMA FOSTER.

Seeds bring lilies from the mould,In the sowing.

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God is All

MRS. J. F. TOWNSEND.

How sweet to know that God is all,To feel His presence near;To always listen for His call,And never doubt or fear.

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A Thanksgiving

MARY A. NEWMAN.

A vision came to me in days gone by,A vision sweet of what I longed to be;A helper, as I listened to the deep, sad cry,—Of sin-enthralled, enslaved humanity.