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The Perfect Peace

BY CHARLES H. GLIDDEN.

Peace that floweth as a river,Calm, and deep, and wide, forever;Peace that comes of selfless Love,Peace all other peace above.
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New mercies, new blessings, new light on thy way;...

Havergal

New mercies, new blessings, new light on thy way;New courage, new hope, and new strength for each day;New notes of thanksgiving, new chords of delight,New praise in the morning, new songs in the night;New wine in thy chalice, new altars to raise;New fruits for thy Master, new garments of praise;New gifts from His treasures, new smiles from His face;New streams from the Fountain of infinite grace;New stars for thy crown, and new tokens of love;New gleams of the glory that waits thee above;New light of His countenance full and unpriced;All this be the joy of thy new life in Christ!

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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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New Year's Hymn

Standing at the portal of the opening year,Words of comfort meet us, hushing every fear;Spoken through the silence by our Father's voice,Tender, strong, and faithful, making us rejoice.

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Heavenly Peace

BY E. A. EMERY.

The shadows lengthen in the west,The night-wind croons a lullaby;Upon the water's placid breastI drift beneath the starlit sky,While o'er me steals a peaceful rest, That fills my soul with ecstasy.
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True Freedom

BY IDA FULLER MOORE.

The freedom of a Son of God   Is mine, who am "joint-.
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Was that Somebody You?

Somebody did a golden deed;Somebody proved a friend in need;Somebody sang a beautiful song;Somebody smiled the whole day long;Somebody thought, " 'Tis sweet to live;"Somebody said, "I'm glad to give;"Somebody fought a valiant fight;Somebody lived to shield the right.

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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.

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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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The Diamond Cutter

As sires and sons, through lines of long descent,At weary labor sit in joyless lands,With piercing, straining eyes, and steady hands,With honesty which is like sacrament,With patience which defies all accident,And, on the whirling disk, with shining sandsOf diamond, shape the diamond till it standsAt last a perfect gem, for which are spentWhole kingdoms, that some boastful king may callThe stone his own,—
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The Gardener

BY MARION P. HATCH.

He does not say,As day by dayPasseth without result,There is no bud in bush,There is no rose in bud;Rather, his faith prevailsAnd he applies himselfTo do his part,Which, if well done,He knows will bringIn time, the rose;Though how it grows,Or where such beautyFound reposeBefore unfolding unto him, He cannot say —Unless he knoweth God.
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The Heart's Desire

BY A. SOUTHWICK.

Hush, every mortal sense! Be still!Now let the Holy Spirit moveWithin us freely as He will,And all our waiting nature fillWith stream of vitalizing Love.
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A New Year's Thought

BY MARY LILIAS BEST.

"Ring out the old, ring in the new,Ring out the false, in the true.
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The New Year

BY LISKA STILLMAN CHURCHILL.

Welcome the glad New Year;Welcome, thrice welcome here.
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The New Century

By J. E. Downey

WE stand expectant at the portal Of the new century's dawning day; We catch the sounds of strains immortal As mists and darkness melt away; And as we gaze, the view resplendent Grows brighter as the day comes on, Till scenes and sounds become transcendent, Which were but faint at early dawn.