Questions & Answers
Certainly I will be with thee, No matter how stormy the way; The fiery pillar shall guide by night, The cloudy pillar by day. Though the Red Sea lie before thee, And Pharaoh's hosts behind, Look up, go forward trusting — Thy guide, eternal Mind.
Rejoice in Love alway, Forget thy foolish fears; Love's presence, day by day, Will wipe away all tears. Rejoice, I say again, Lift up thy thought in praise; Love banishes all pain, Enriches all thy days.
He who in truly humble reverence Holds on the course the faithful Master trod, Finds priceless waymarks, plentiful, complete, To guide in selfless service to our God. And if in honest, consecrated work His light shines out, is seen of other men, They, too, may glorify our Father, God, Their hearts with love and joy be stirred again.
Help us to make this house which we have built, Not just a senseless pile of wood or stone, But, through Thy presence felt and understood, An altar worthy to be called Thine own. Could Jesus stand within these walls today, Who would press in to him—an eager throng? The maimed, the blind, the sick, the sorrowing, The sinner struggling to be freed from wrong.
Our God requireth it: The voice divine that gave the stern command To Egypt's king to "let my people go," Still rings above the tumult and the strife Of mortal sense to set all people free From error's thrall; to break the dream of days That were; to lift the burden of past years, And human history with all its trail Of fears and woes and darkling memories, And vain regrets or yearnings o'er lost hopes All these must fade from thought and come to seem As though they ne'er had even claimed to be, For God requireth it. And so the weight of yesterdays falls off, The shadow of past errors fades from sight, Stilled are the whisperings of discontent, Restored the years that were the locust's spoil.
Beside the pool, in desert wastes, Along the lonely road, On crowded city thoroughfares— Wherever men abode— There Jesus walked as one who served, And troubled mankind healed, And through his wondrous words and deeds God's love for man revealed. Within the temple questioning, Out on the storm-tossed sea, Upon the hill of Golgotha, At one with God was he, Expressing wisdom, peace, and love, Reflecting Life divine, And we must follow in his steps— This is your task, and mine.
From market place and home they come, From office desk and field, For Truth across the waking earth Its trumpet-voice has pealed. The brethren called of biding Love As one in God agree, And from infesting human ills True worship sets them free.
Use me in Thy service, Lord, I would work for Thee, To perform each lowly task In love's simplicity. Faithful to Thy service, Lord.
Affliction seemed to hold me bound, And helplessness to be my plight, Until I sought my God, and found In Him my health, my life, my light. I felt His loving, healing grace, His holy, omnipresent power, Which knows no limit, time nor space, But blesses all through every hour.
Think you while loving matter, love is pure; While clasping things of earth, your wealth secure? Think you the search for pleasure, happiness, Or life, is Life, while clothed in mortal dress? How often we would justify desire. Possessing loved ones will, we think, inspire Some endless joy.