Poems

The Healing of the Nations

THE healing of the nationsIs not by power of sword,Nor by the earthly wisdomIn tomes of learning stored;But by the heart's deep hungeringTo lovingly expressIn deeds of life undyingThe truths of righteousness.

Seek and Find

"SEARCH ye for God with all your heart,"And ye shall find His peace.

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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 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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Only a Leaf

ONLY a leaf.

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The Twilight Bell

It is said, somewhere, at twilight,A great bell softly swings,And one may listen and harken,To the beautiful music that rings.

Hope

"My times are in Thy hand.

Christ's Anointing

With sin-sick soul and tears of repentanceShe came with reverence meet,And in her hands she bore a costly offering,To lay at his dear feet.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

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 Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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Barberries

In scarlet clusters o'er the gray stone wallThe barberries lean in thin autumnal air;Just when the fields and garden plots are bare,And ere the green leaf takes the tint of fall,They come to make the eye a festival!Along the road for miles their torches flare.

Consider the Roses

Open your heart, little sister,To the sunshine and the dew;Live the life of a rose, dear,And Life's roses will bloom for you.

To-day's Work

To-morrow has a gem of beauteous rayFor you, for me; but somewhere in to-dayLies precious gold, which we must seek and win,Dear friend! to set to-morrow's jewel in.

My Song

When the hidden sun touches the mountains afar,Ere the stillness of night has gone;When the silver clouds welcome the morning star,And the darkness retreats from the dawn;Then nature awakes refreshed from her sleep;The coy maiden flowers from their green beds peep;And the twittering birds, and all creatures below,And the star, and the clouds above,Are telling my soul in sweet voices and low,God is love.

The Wall of Self

Mahmout , the Persian, in splendor rareDwelt in Shiraz, in a palace fair;In old Shiraz, on limestone ledgesThat rim the sharp and curving edgesOf the Persian Gulf—the Gulf of Pearl,Whose waves like scimitars gleam and whirl.

Onward

Ye toilers in the upward wayWorn by the burdens of the day,Your armor gird, your courage keep;Press forward, though the path be steep.