Questions & Answers
Weary? Yet say not so, The Master gave this invitation sweet, Which calls thee still, thy human need to meet: Come unto me, the Word shall be thy rest; Learn thou of me, and meekly seek the best; The yoke is easy, and the burden light, Rested the soul, if but the work be right. Lonely? Yet say not so, For faithful see, as Truth, the promise stand: Naught can exceed the joys at His right hand; He friendship gives, which nothing can debase, Eternal Life, and purity, and grace.
My need is just to know, from day to day, That Love divine is guiding all the way; To take each step with confidence and joy, Disdaining any thought which might annoy; And give to each and every task at hand Whatever of my best it may demand; For thus it is that God can show me how His kingdom is, eternally, and now.
If I, as faithful friend, held man to be The likeness of his Father-Mother God, I could not then my neighbor's effort see With eye censorious as a task-man's rod. If I, in Truth, would help him progress make, I'd see the perfect man that God hath wrought; Nor seek to plan the way that each should take; Nor bind my brother with the critic's thought.
I am resting, O Love, I am resting in Love! As a confident child finds a kind mother's arms, I have sought and have found holy Love; And subdued are the doubts and the fretful alarms. I am resting in Love, tender Love! Boundless strength, flowing forth from pure Love, Now enfolds me and holds me in unwearied rest.
On the mountain, in the valley, in the tempest on the sea, In the temple, by the wayside, on the shores of Galilee, Spake the Master words of comfort to poor sick humanity: Come to me in faith, believing, and the truth will make you free. Have we not discerned the import of his mighty word and work? Are we groping still in error where the claims of evil lurk? Have we failed to grasp the meaning of the Saviour's loving call: Come ye weary ones, and thirsty, to the waters, free for all? Then, no longer need we linger in the shades of doubt and fear, For the loving Saviour's message has been made so wondrous clear That the foolish ones; and simple, may not fail to understand How the lame and the impotent leaped and walked at his command.
"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. "— Luke 2:14.
Because I would forget, dear Lord, Those things which are behind, The sins and fears, the griefs and greeds, The thoughts untoward, unkind, I would before my wandering eyes Thy laws as frontlets bind. Then would I bide, nor fear the ills Which evil's cohorts plot; While in my heart Thy words are shrined, No soil of sin shall blot Or mar the tablet of my soul, The doorposts of my thought.
With reverence, humility, and love I pray, "Thy will be done. " Great peace comes with the words to-day; Peace, joy, and thankful recollection of the hour When faith in God replaced belief in human power; When absolute surrender of self-will Was followed by Love's benediction, "Peace, be still.
O Bethlehem ! O Bethlehem! What thoughts of thee arise, Of shepherds on the hills at night, Of Wisemen guided by the light That shone from starry skies. O Bethlehem! O Bethlehem! How sweetly sounds the name! We lisped it in our cradle days, And now with many a song of praise, We journey there again.
When from the common task we seek The surcease promised to the meek, No need have we of travel lines That lead through paths of earth's confines. The wingèd thoughts of Truth and Love, More surely than the homing dove Doth find its way to sheltering nest, Transport us to man's conscious rest.