Questions & Answers
Draw nigh to God with a humble heart, And He will draw nigh to you. His is the power; your only part Striving His will to do.
Are you wearied with earth's turmoil, Is your heart filled with despair? Get ye up into the mountain By the path of silent prayer. Steppingstones of holy thinking Guide you to the light above, Till you reach the glorious summit Of the mount of Truth and Love.
In glistering robes He rides upon the night, Above the winds that strive upon the sea. His chariot wheels like burning fires move bright Above a world in turmoil to be free; Above a world in turmoil in the dark, Where fear and famine struggle with the beast And strive throughout the troubled night, nor mark The glimmer of His chariot in the east.
I thank Thee for this holy morning hour Alone with Thee, Wherein I learn to know and do Thy will, Obediently. Illumined by Truth's light, divinely led, I see the way, And go securely folded in Thy care, All through the day.
How do I know that God is here? Ah! like a benediction sweet, In quiet room or crowded street I hold communion close and dear! Then 'tis as if a friend should say, "I am at hand to guard and guide, Strong and protecting at your side; Go forth rejoicing all the day!" Have there been times of trial and stress? Yes, but I reach and find His arm; I am upheld and safe from harm, While His still voice corrects to bless. How do I know that God is here? By earth and sky, and bird and flower, Beauty of life that fills each hour— Promise of that which shall appear! Well do I know that God is here By His command to forward go, As courage new from Him doth flow, Bringing a "Peace, be still," to fear.
The tide is turning landward— At its silent call The prows of little harbor boats, Moored near the shore, Point toward the sea. So may our waiting hearts, Harbored in Thy dear love, As instant be To greet the ever-flowing Tides of Truth Revealed by Thee.
Did I but know the road that lies before, I should not falter, though the consuming night Shroud with its blackness friendly things from sight, Shutting off nearness like an unyielding door. Did I but know! Yet, have I not of yore Known sweet security, following saddest plight? After the darkness, ever the day's dear light! After the shipwreck, ever the solid shore! I shall not falter! I shall forever know Safety though danger threaten; guidance above All that men's ingenuities have planned.
Age holds no terror for the heart that knows Immortal youth, and sinless joy which grows With each new glimpse of Truth, by which we see We are His children in eternity.
"And I will lead on softly. "—Genesis 33:14.
You need my love? Then take it all, my dear. It came to me from God, to bless and cheer, To meet my need—and now I share with you The strength, the healing power, the fragrance too.