Questions & Answers
" Where is your faith?" the Master said, When waves were rough and tempest high. He knew the seamen's troubled sense; He heard the bitter human cry.
In quietness and confidence We turn our thoughts to Thee, Rejoicing in assurance sweet Of Love that waits to free From aught that would becloud the way, Or dim the vision clear, Or enter into consciousness To sound a note of fear. Within this ever perfect Love Is healing from all pain, And pardon, which destroys sin, Restoring peace again; And from this Love, the light of Life, Effulgent, shines o'er all; The dream of death no longer holds, Nor do its fears appall.
Falteringly a hope I breathe, A holy, deep desire; a wish That trembles ere it speaks—hushed In humility. Such mighty works as Jesus did, be mine to do.
Man is the son of God; He is not formed of clod. God's holy Word created man; Only the perfect shows His plan.
He who is faithful in a few small things Shall rule o'er many, so our Master said— Bid many thoughts of fear and sin depart And know the happiness a kind thought brings. The little things it is that make or mar The harmony with which we may surround Ourselves and others: just a little thing That, in a night of doubt, gleams like a star.
When Truth dawned first upon my sight, Revealing power unknown, I thought to reach some height sublime, And walk with God alone. I looked beyond the things at hand To find deeds more divine, And thought in far transcendencies To see Love's glory shine.
I might be the one on the Jericho road, Robbed, wounded, and left to die; Or I might have passed by on the other side, Pride and disdain in my eye. But I may be the one from Samaria, Who cares for his brother's woe: He is calling now on the Jericho road; He is calling, and I must go!
Egypt! Back rolls the curtain, and we view From out the past a scene that will endure. We follow Joseph once again into that land So rich in all of the false senses' lure; We see him tempted, tried, yet faithful still To God, and by his God sustained; We see good overcoming evil's claim to power, And hate o'ercome by purity and love unfeigned.
"Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. —" Psalms 90:1.
When men to light attuned see with their eyes, Then everywhere the works of God beheld Reveal the kingdom prophesied of old Coming to men; for into it they rise, Foreswear ignoble deeds, and darkful lies; And loving light, by love for Love are held; And loving Love, find burning hatred quelled; Hence freedom know, and peacefully are wise. Whom God exalts, they are the only free; And noble they who lift their thoughts on high; When tears are wiped away, then eyes may see; When hearts can hate no more, then heaven is nigh.