Poems

Knowing that God is One and good, That His command, "Let there be light," Is not annulled, that flawless sight Is man's forever, Jesus stood. Knowing the singleness of will, The might and wisdom of All-Mind, He made no haste to heal the blind— Seeing man whole, Jesus was still.

Encircling us, Love gently and warmly enfolds, In mantle of certitude, With armor invulnerable, Tempests within the heart are stilled. Over sharp precipice, above deep rock-rimmed vale, His might upholds us.

Touch not the bud of this unfolding rose: There is a law which governs growth in grace. Have no anxiety, the Father knows What each one needs in every time and place.

Let the seven thunders roll. Let the forest giants quake.

The finger writes again but not on stone; It writes on fleshy tables of the heart; And none today should wish to break his own Or the world's heart and crave another start. The finger writes.

David was alert. He ran to meet Goliath.

" Forgive us our debts, As we forgive our debtors. " O God of mercy and of love, We leave our gift Before the altar.

With true and tender love the Master healed the sick, the brokenhearted, those long bound by false beliefs. He spoke the Word of God, and quickly those who sought his aid were cured.

Through grief-dimmed lens of mortal consciousness Men's eyes may seem to see Only a cross, Dark monument of earth's finality. Dreaming of failure and defeat, Men sit in darkness, bowed in Submission To unreal tyranny.

No time have I to spend in idleness today; No moments can I lend to error's subtle way. A task I have been given through this direct demand: Put off the old, put on the new.