Poems

It seemed I needed rest, refreshment, peace; And so I prayed, "Dear Father, give me .

Enlarge my sphere! O Lord, enlarge my borders! I wait on Thee, Obedient to Thine orders. The good I do Was never born of me; What Thou hast done Is for us all to see.

And Hagar, cast out of the tents of Abraham, With her child Wandered in the wilderness of Beer-sheba. And presently the water in the bottle was spent, And Hagar, despairing, cast the child under a shrub to die, And lifted up her voice and wept.

The Passover drew near, and Jesus sat With his disciples in an upper room. Below, the crowds would celebrate a feast With outward show of gratitude to God, Then turn and rend the one who spoke of Life, Doing the will of those who could not bear The purity and meekness of the Christ, The truth the Master taught.

" Arise , and go Into a street called Straight, And find a man named Saul. Heal him, for, behold, he prayeth.

Not to the risen Lord we cling, who said to Mary, "Touch me not," but to the eternal Christ and King, the Lamb unblemished, without spot. The risen Lord had form and face and human tones to speak the name of Mary, when with power and grace transfigured from the tomb he came.

He walked with God; the first Of all the patriarchs thus to know The divine presence. Did he stand At evening in the dusk, and looking up Into the vast and starry dome of heaven, Commune with Principle, and see The harmony and ordered beauty Of His plan? Did he in midnight hour Pace the rough flagstone court And battling with false claims of sin and death Feel His dear nearness, know His mighty strength and power, And healed and comforted, lie down to rest? And in the dawn's clear brightness Did he rise to feel the light of Truth Break in his heart, and spreading wide, Send out a warming glow of hope and joy? All these he must have known Even as we who feel His love In Truth's triumphant hour; who know The Comforter at hand to save and bless, Who prove His power and humbly walk with Him.

Now Peter, at the hour of prayer (Disciple John is likewise there), Draws near the temple gate, aware Of many gathered. For an alm This pleading manner, outstretched palm, Beggars of golden coin as balm! One, lame from birth, gives instant heed When Peter clearly reads his need.

Long ago a Hebrew leader, called of God to help mankind Out of bondage into freedom by the mighty power of Mind, Had an order from the Father to proceed to Egypt's shores To emancipate His people from inhuman, cruel laws. True the task seemed overwhelming, and he knew that he must pray, And God answered, "I will teach thee all that thou wilt have to say.

I paused to wait on God a golden moment. At once the joy of heaven itself was mine; Resting in holy Love's protecting presence, My consciousness was one with the divine.