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No more I pray for worldly things, For gold, or fame, or mortal ken; I pray for light of Truth, which brings The richest blessings unto men. No more I pray tn be content With false ideals, as of yore; I pray that now I may present A higher selfhood than before.
Look up when the dark skies lower; Climb high when the road is steep, When evil would have thee cower, And the waters of sin run deep. Fear not, for Love's arm victorious Hath never forsaken thee, And thou in God's image, glorious, Hath gotten the victory.
Oh , we long for a glimpse of the still white heights, Where Love alone doth reign; Where good, as a law, gives man his rights, And sorrow hath ceased, and pain. And desire is rife to remain thereon.
Dear Father-Mother God, help me in grace to grow, To follow in Thy wond'rous way and only good to know, To feel Thy loving presence near To heal all doubt and still all fear; Oh, make the path before me clear. Dear Father-Mother God.
Thou art all pure and perfect, child of light Thine is a peace more calm than fields dew gray And lightly shadow-flecked at dawn. Thy way Lies straight and safe.
They say that I am sick. But 'tis not they who speak,— Tis but the cry of mortal mind, Voicing error of its kind; God is my strength, in Him I live.
" Sing unto the Lord a new song!" But why should my song be new? All my songs, the past years. Used through triumph and through tears, Have been as a friend proved true.
Out of the dust of conflict, out of fear, Out of the scorn and the reproach of men, Out of long wrestling in the watches drear To Israel the Word is come again. God is gone up unto His threshing floor.
Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee. —Jeremiah xxxi:3.
There is no place so lofty in its height But there are pathways, fashioned to be trod By human feet—who know not fear nor doubt, But all unseeing, trusting, hunt them out, These paths that lead to understanding God. There is no true ambition, howe'er lost In all the little human hurts that give Depression to our hearts and shatter dreams, Or wreck the moulding of mere human schemes, But can be found again, and proved to live.