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Today is mine! His truth shall mold My path with love, and I shall hold His hand in simple trust, for He With tender care is guiding me In ways of wisdom yet untold. Through fogs of discord, dark and cold.
Again , the words were heard like an old song Remembered through the years, yet strangely new, "He put them all out of the room," the throng That wept, and laughed to scorn the Master, who Ever proved faithful to his Godlike view. He put them all out—no error could stay Where Life was supreme.
Dear God , I offer up my thoughts today That by Your love I may find love in me Expressed to others in sincerity. Words are too easy; even as I pray They tempt with fluency.
What sweet release to waken to the truth That God is both our Father and our Mother, This sets the seal upon the glorious fact That every living being is our brother.
Flying high above the storms of sense, We find a peace that they can never know Who ever stay to struggle and resist The ground pull of the cloud mass down below. For as we dwell high in the realm of Mind, The vision of the perfect man comes clear.
The wild beasts will not harm him in the way; Even the earth is gentler where he treads. The blooms about him lift their lovely heads To bless his passage.
Oh , learn the joyousness of prayer! When trusting all our ways to God, We see oppression fall away, Enlightenment become a rod To hold to, and a sturdy truth That points the footsteps, one by one. It claims for each the heritage That now he is the Father's son.
Giver of every perfect gift, May I Thy steward be. As I receive Thy golden store, I would increase it more and more, Not hoard it miserly; Freely receiving, gladly share The wealth I have from Thee.
Patience. The word lies calm and sweet before me, Silencing now all sense of urgency.
With timid feet up to the vineyard gate I walked. "I am so young," I thought, "so new In this great work.