Poems

" Let not your heart be troubled;" Little children, still believe In my Father's house are mansions, Where my loved ones I'll receive. Have I dwelt so long among you, Toiled in vain, since still unknown? In me ye've known the Father, The way to Him my life hath shown.

Seek Love the Glory of thy Life, And wear His armor to the fight; Know that by every battle won, Thou shalt be strengthened in the Right. Only the Love that is Divine, Can change the mortal thoughts of Life, Break down the strongest barriers, And bring an end to seeming strife.

"Preach the Gospel" of good tidings, Preach it unto every land; Give to all the living water Lively, with an open hand. "Heal the sick" and help the needing, With a heart of Peace and Love; Thus, with heavenly manna feeding Those, that look for things above.

Since  He hath led us hitherto, And hath not failed us, ever,— Since He hath shown us what to do, When clouds were thick and sunbeams few, Then we will doubt Him— never! God changes not as years roll by. But Love enfolds Eternity! Safe in the shadow of His hand, He tenderly doth hide us; Though strife and tumult till the land, And fears rise like a hostile band, No harm can there betide us! He whispers to the storm, "Be still" And wind and wave obey His will.

O Star of Life and Truth and Love, That shineth on me from above, I hail with joy thy radiant beam, That wakes the world from error's dream. The Christ again is come to earth, Though not of flesh and blood his birth; Is come in spirit and with power To heal and save and crown the hour.

While Bartimæus, blind and poor, was begging by the way, The gentle Nazarene passed by, enlightening the day. "Thou Son of David," cried the wretch, "have mercy upon me!" The Saviour heard, and asked, "What wilt thou that I do for thee?" "Lord, lift this darkness," he replied; "restore to me my sight.

As of old, when to the hearts of faithful men There was the one dear spot,—Jerusalem,— Which stood for them as sign of God on earth; So now in this new world, There stands the home of Truth, And from all lands, each day, Goes forth from loyal hearts, To her whom God hath called, The pilgrimage of Love's sweet thoughts.

Infinite Mind, the Father's house, Is here and everywhere; Omnipotence doth cover us,— His presence we declare. Above the sense of error's reign The Master traveled far, To show to us this fair domain, For us the way prepare.

Of man, the glory; of Divinity, a type and kind; Thy purity, Love, and Life, is Substance found in Mind. 'Tis thine to lift the soul above blind passion's sway, 'Tis thine, the mourner's tears to wipe away, 'Tis thine to give new hope, where hope itself hath fled; And thine to heal the sick by Love-light fed; To give to earth its charm, to life Soul's zest,— One gladsome task—to bless and to be blest.

Light to the world is given, Light from the God of Heaven; The light of life now shines abroad, Man now may truly walk with God; Light to the world is given. Hope to the world is given, Hope from the God of Heaven; All fear and doubt are swept away, And sin and death no more hold sway; Hope to the world is given.