Poems

If you've any task to do,Let me whisper, friend, to you,Do it.

The Carol of the Rain

O THE happy summer rain! O the merry summer rain!How it dashes and it splashes o'er my southern window-pane

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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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He was a hypochondriac, a man of one idea;That one—that Death lurked near him—inspiring him with fear.

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A Prayer

Oh, make me childlike, make me gladAs the joyous brooklet never sad.

Rest

Rest in the LordAnd thou shalt seeLife, Truth, Love, andSweet Liberty.
O, little heart, be brave!The fight is hard to win;The struggle long and fierceWith unbelief and sin.

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Shared reflections

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Changing your world

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From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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My Creed

My creed is Love, and Love is God;In all the universe abroadThere is no other lightTo guide the soul aright.

How Can You Find a Realm?

How can you find a realm where sickness is?

"Let Not your Heart be Troubled"

Let not your heart be troubled,Have faith, believe in me.

The Difference

It may have been a dream—but beautiful at first:I found myself upon a breezy eminenceAt sunrise; and the hill was one great flashing opalIn the bright morning sun, blushing resplendentlyBeneath his passionate June kisses; and the oaksThat crowned the hill stretched out their glist'ning, pleadingarmsFor more—and more—and more.

Sonnet

Because as Christ willed I have tried to wing'Bove earth to seek Life's steady-burning light,Men sneer, and curse me as a leper-blightOn holy rights, call me apostate King,And stone me with their thoughts of hate, and flingMe from their hearts, and in despiteMy proofs of truth still with a pagan mightThey crucify my heaven-endeavoring.

The Eternal Now

I sat me down to write a lineMy thoughts went back one year,When Nature's sun had ceased to shineAnd life had lost its cheer.