Poems

A Thought

I sat in my study, thinking,When a pure and holy thought,In the depths of my quiet consciousness,Was clearly and sweetly wrought.

Resolution

There is hope for the heart that can suffer, There is strength in the metal that's wrought, Though the hope and the tempered perfection, With vintage of sorrow are bought.

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Shared reflections

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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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Omnipotence

There is a power that governs all that mortal eye can see, A power we all must recognize, if from sin we would be free.

A Little Boy's Song

I smile, and then the sun comes out, He hides away whene'er I pout; He seems a very funny sun To do whatever he sees done.

Nanny and Jack

Her uncle gave little NannyA Jack-in-the-box with a squeak;But the squeak of the Jack was nothingTo Nanny's terrified shriek.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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 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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The Two Guests

Worry and Fret were two little menThat knocked at my door again and again:"O, pray let us in but to tarry a night,And we will be off with the dawning of light.

Awake, Mortal Dreamer

PROUD , mortal man, that thinkest art awake,But still in sleep art dreaming daily on;Nor mov'st thyself to holy treasures take,Nor bid'st mesmeric slumber to be gone, Thou dost profess to be god of life,And goest forth to deeds in sight of all;With sweat of face thou pantest in the strife,Not knowing that thy pride must have a fall.

Be of Good Courage

Infinite Mind! When I would knowThy righteous will,A voice replies, in whisper low,"Rest, and be still.

To the Spirit

Great Spirit, hear me as I rove Through field or forest, woods or grove, Through wind encircling woods of woe, Or flee from an approaching foe: Great Spirit, help me as I rove, To conquer wickedness with Love.
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