In stillness
of prayer
There’s a fire
within
Lighting the way
Over discord and
sin
Its oil of pure
gladness
Rejoices the heart
On heaven-bound
journey
Where grace has its start
There lessons
await
Love’s claiming
its own
In nearness and
dearness
Its children are known
As chaff from
the wheat
Love does refine
Calling all in
its kingdom
Thou art mine
Thou art mine
—G. Gershala Goldsmith