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Awake in prayer, the Leader, God-ordained, Spent oft night-watches, thinking for her flock; Hers was a love supreme, a faith unfeigned; Her building rests upon the unshaken rock. By wise instinct she sensed a danger near And knew to wake the slumberer, and to warn; She countered human malice without fear, And made life's promise rich for those unborn.
Rain-storms that beat upon the house in vain, Fierce winds that strive, but fail to enter in, Are like those dreams which time and time again The door of thought assail—that thought I fain Would keep so pure and spotless, free from sin. They are not mine! They come not from within! If I build truly, and the door guard well, Keeping the entrance closed to all that harms, Serene and calm within Love's citadel I shall abide.
Be patient, doubting heart, All good is thine— All thou canst ask, yea, more! And Love divine Will meet thy every need. Doubt not, nor sigh! Love guardeth thee alway With watchful eye.
She came to him because her child was mad, Grievously vexed with devils, and she had The lovely sanity to disregard His more exalted titles. Since a bard, A sweet singer in Israel, you recall, Once played and sang the madness out of Saul, She now addressed this heir, this later one, This instrument of unseen Mind, as son Of David, and she asked him to restore Peace to her daughter.
Where darkness reigned, you brought the light to me, And showed the way that leads to liberty. You turned my thoughts away from suffering sense To see the truth of Love's omnipotence And omnipresence, where no loss can be, For man's true selfhood lives eternally! When fraught with grief, and slow to understand, You gave your friendship, and you took my hand, And gently led me where no grief can be— To Spirit's realm, where all are joyous, free! And now I know, though parted humanly, That all are one in Love's sweet unity.
Father, when morning sunshine greets my eyes, I would remember that Christ is my light, And in the joy of that uplifting thought I would perform each duty. Would I might Reflect Truth only, throughout all the day, Radiate Love wherever I may go, Bringing each thought in glad captivity To Thee.
From woes of sense I turn away— From sickness, lack, and fear; Now love and gratitude replace That futile load, while dear And pleasant grow my fruitful days, For God is here. Now dwelling in His secret place— The shadow of His wings— I find my fortress and my strength, The peace His presence brings.
"Whosoever layeth his earthly all on the altar of divine Science, drinketh of Christ's cup now, and is endued with the spirit and power of Christian healing. "—Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy, page 55.
Not in vast concourses where men foregather, And human plans and policies increase, But in deep silences, when God is speaking, Is found the way of peace. Not in tumultuous shoutings, foolish boastings Of peoples madly selfish for their own, But in still places where the meek are praying, The white dove, peace, is known.
A STORM swept over the troubled thought Of one who was sick, and filled with fear. "There is something stronger than Life," it said, "And that is coming, and very near.