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Inspirational verse submitted by readers.

Tender Mercies

I awake each morn to a brand-new day, Singing Halleujah! as I go on my way, For my heart is fixed on this one guarantee: The Love that is All holds me tenderly. REFRAIN: Tender mercies, oh tender mercies, Tender mercies are holding me.

Sing gratitude's refrain

Longshoremen crane and shred old rusted cars, load heavy freight at harbor docks till nine— they transport metal scrap to ports afar. All day ships sail beyond horizon lines.

O Thou Unchanging Truth

O Thou unchanging Truth, whose facts eternal give us the courage to outface the storm, to rise against the senses' swift alarm and stand unmoved at Spirit's high tribunal, Thy Word acquits us and Thy Word is final. O Thou abundant Life, whose freshness daily admits no common round, no dull routine, this is our joy and this our discipline, to take Thy gift of life and use it fully; this is our highest task, to spend it freely.

I AM THE LORD

I am the Lord, there is none else; There is no God beside Me. I girded thee, I girded thee, Though thou hast not even known Me.

RISE UP

Rise up and walk, take up your bed. With these few words the sickness fled.

A Villanelle on God's Omnipresence

Spirit is around us, close as air. We breathe Truth in; it forms the "isness" here.

The Voice of Love

Though I may speak with moving words, Which can inspire the heart of man, But have no love to seal their worth, They are but emptiness and sham. Though I may give my worldly goods Without a thought of self or gain, Unless they bear the fruits of love They are as clouds without their rain.

The Author of Our Lives

It was a cheerless script, that mortal tale— claiming to be my past, my story. A litany of missed chances, condemnation, and regret.

Unconfined

Door of stone, walls of rock, windowless tomb— Son of God crucified, shrouded, left to lie in silent endless night .

'Feed my Sheep'

Shepherd , show me how to go      O'er the hillside steep, How to gather, how to sow,—      How to feed Thy sheep; I will listen for Thy voice,      Lest my footsteps stray; I will follow and rejoice      All the rugged way. Thou wilt bind the stubborn will,      Wound the callous breast, Make self-righteousness be still,      Break earth's stupid rest.