Poems

Forgive

BY ISABEL WENTWORTH LEE.

WOULDST find the path to rest and peace?

A Song for the Twentieth Century

The Standard with contributions from JOHN RUSKIN

Just to be tender, just to be true;Just to be glad the whole day through;Just to be merciful, just to be mild;Just to be trustful as a child;Just to be gentle and kind and sweet;Just to be helpful with willing feet;Just to be cheery when things go wrong;Just to drive sadness away with song;Whether the hour is dark or bright,Just to be loyal to God and right;Just to believe that God knows best;Just in His promises ever to rest;Just to let love be our daily key—This is God's will for you and me.

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Forever Thine

BY G. M. PRESCOTT

Forever Thine, Oh God of Love!This thought can always bring us light:And, since we rest within Thy Love,Our pathway must be always bright.

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Love's Anthem

BY WILLIAM BRADFORD DICKSON

Say to thy soul, "Be still, be still;"Then shalt thou hear,In accents clear,This anthem of Love,From the kingdom above:"Peace on the earth, good will, good will.

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Follow Love's Leading

BY ALICE L. RANDOLPH

Follow Love's leading, weary one,Follow, though clouds obscure the sun,Follow Love's leading day by day,Follow closely all the way,Darkness just precedes the dawn,And Love is near you,Follow on.

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If I Can Live

Helen Hunt Jackson

If I can live To make some pale face brighter, and to give A second lustre to some tear-dimmed eye, Or e'en impart One throb of comfort to an aching heart, Or cheer some wayworn soul in passing by;

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son's Ten Rules

Never put off until to-morrow what you can do to-day.

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Serving

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

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Love's Recompense

BY MRS. JENNIE W. BRIGGS

AMID the turmoil and the strifeOf all we deem this mortal life,Take time to send a loving thoughtTo one whose hours with pain are fraught,Whose days are full of weariness,And nights of lonely restlessness,And it will soothe the weary breastAnd to the restless heart bring rest,And it will grow, and travel onTo bless some other weary one,And in thine hour of deep distressIt will return to cheer and bless,So beautiful and tender grownThou'lt scarce recall it as thine own;But think an angel visitantFrom out the gracious heavens sentTo bear a healing balm to thee,Such is Love's helpful ministry.