Questions & Answers
Thou art free from harm or fear— Only God, none else is here. Spiritual, His wise design Keeps in safety thee and thine.
Oh , when the clouds break and the vision shines, Clear, radiant—unchanged in perfect grace— We wonder how we doubted or gave place To such a brood of fears and murmurings!
Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith—Matthew 6:30. The clouds float by on seraph wings; Care-free above the skylark sings, And soars, and sails on parted wings.
This house is filled with perfect light, For God is here with strength and might, His loving presence fills each room; There is no doubt, no fear, no gloom. Here peace and gratitude are found, For everywhere doth Love abound.
Oh , that I knew at last where I might find Him! So spake the way-worn pilgrim of the night— That I might come and tell Him of my yearning, And see His face, and hail Him with delight. Oh, that I knew at last where He abideth, That there I, too, might ever dwell with Him; That I might hear the tender voice which chideth The erring ones who stray in pathways dim.
Gentle winds, take my message as you go Into places dark with suffering and woe: I will answer to the call; I will freely give my all To bear the word of healing, the love of God revealing In boundless love and gladness for the world.
My God is all about me; from Him no power divides. He is my life, my being, and there is none besides.
A drop of dew deep hidden in a rose This message, tender, gives to you and me: That we, so sheltered, in God's love repose, Forever held in sweet security.
When rain falls from the cloud in silver chains, And blots the glowing landscape from our view, We do not fear, For well we know that as the shower wanes The scene will reappear. The sun's rays, slanting through the crystal drops, A rainbow paint across the distant skies— A promise, bending earthwards, where it stops Briefly to call a smile to watching eyes.
Just live and love! No good is barred. And when you think that life is hard Search where you trod in anguished hour And learned that good alone has power.