Poems

An Eastern Vesper

The night winds murmur, the tree-tops croon,The cricket chirps to a vague wood-tune,And dusk sinks brooding.

The Mountain Path

I found a path upon the mountain-side,Winding and long;I found a path upon the mountain-side,And, with a song,Began my journeying.

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Shared reflections

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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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Teach Me

O teach me, Love, to see Thy face,Though storm and tumult rage around;To know where truth is, Thou art found,Thy glory filleth every place.

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God's Goodness

God has been good to me.

Law

A truth most strange hath been revealed,In our Creator's perfect plan;When willing to become a child,One issues forth a mighty man.

The Brave Pioneer

The brave pioneer on the rugged frontierIs a happier man, after all,With his thoughts leaping free as the waves of the sea.

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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 Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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From tree, and field, and shady nookThe birds their southward way are wending.

Be Not Afraid

The Love that breathed out "Peace, be still!"O'er stormy Galilee,While error's wave made swift response—'Tis this Love loveth thee,Loveth and calmeth thee.

Thy Will be Done

How often, when some cherished wish Love's wisdom has denied, We, in our wilfulness, have mourned And were not satisfied; But when the Horeb heights we gained, Love's wise withholding was explained.

The Steps

SEIZE your staff! beyond this height We shall find the Infinite Light! Gird your thigh! this sword shall hew Paths that reach the untroubled blue! Though dark mountains form the stair, It is ours to climb and dare! Law, truth, love—the peaks are three: Sinai, Olivet, Calvary!

The Eternal Now

THERE is no past, 'twas but a dream,— A phantom of the things that seem; The future is not ours, to say What will be, whether yea or nay.

The Way

THERE was time, when day most bright, To me seemed like the darkest night; Though I had eyes, I had not sight.