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My life is filled with joy supreme, As day by day I know That all true peace and happiness From heavenly sources flow. And now no more the threatening clouds Are filled with fear and dread; But break in blessings infinite On my protected head.
The fulness of him that filleth all in all. — Ephesians 1:23.
O world , sad world of human hearts like mine, Whom Jesus lived to save, What can I do? I long to lessen mortal pain and woe, To help bring light and good, which always bless, And end all pain and bring all happiness. Humanity emerging, struggling through, You cannot answer me; You do not know And I must ask it at the gates of God, And follow humbly as God daily leads; He only knows how I can help your needs.
It shot across the waiting void Of winter's cheerless night, The radiance of a star-born thought, A flash of living light. One watcher lone descried its gleam With eager, searching eyes; One heart was ready to receive The message from the skies.
The budding trees, the soft, warm breeze,— All herald life anew; In sunlight bright the radiant sight Dawns gloriously to view. God's work is done; to every one This knowledge comes at last.
May my work stand for Truth, O God, alone For harmony and Love. May no false tone Falling from harp strings out of tune with Thee Mar the sweet music of life's symphony.
"Whatever inspires with wisdom, Truth, or Love—be it song, sermon, or Science—blesses the human family with crumbs of comfort from Christ's table, feeding the hungry and giving living waters to the thirsty. "—"Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" ( p.
Help me to sing Thy praise In little, nameless ways. The smallest deed done, Lord, for Thee Makes such sweet melody; Oh, foolishness from singing thus to cease, Losing, thereby, my peace.
By His vision thou canst see, By His inspiration thrive; By His freedom thou art free; By His life art thou alive. Conscious of His strength we stand, With the power of His might; Thine to hold His guiding hand, Thine to follow in His light.
What thought of heav'n within thy heart appears To veil our eyes with sudden mist of tears? What secret of immortal loveliness Lies in the folded whiteness of thy dress? We may not know the gentle ministry Of thine appearing, till aright we see With inward vision, shining through thy heart, The Love that formed thee, separate and apart From taint of earth and sorrowful decay, Forever fair in His eternal day. Thus God's undying universe we see In the clear light of thy simplicity.