Poems

We make such mountains of the little things, Such molehills of the truly great. To vexing cares thought often firmly clings, While Life's eternal values wait! If we neglect the qualities of Soul, Our burdens mount, our cares increase.

After the cross—resurrection. Then, the doors being shut, he came; "Peace be unto you," he said.

Dear elder brother! Now I know Just how you felt that day. Many an elder brother since Has learned the same hard way.

" Lord , I am weary and afraid, And evil seeks to dominate. " So murmured one who thought himself Submerged in care and desolate.

The place is peaceful and the night is still; I will rejoice that I am safe in Him. This morning I first heard the royal will Commanding us that all true prayer must cease.

Impregnable to mortal thought, Father, maintain them. Let no pseudo-mind Suggestion, wandering idly and unsought, Emerge from nothingness And find A channel for hesitance And brief confusion.

No lasting peace is ever found without As long as any tumult stirs within. The slightest residue of fear and doubt Can mar the quietude that we would win.

"But speak the word; my servant shall be healed," Came the centurion's message to Jesus on his way. A man in authority with understanding faith, None like it in the whole of Israel! "But speak the word"—no need was there to go, No need for further declaration of the truth.

"I went out after him," said David. A lion and a bear, and now Goliath! He wasn't sent to kill Goliath first.

When Jacob wrestled till the break of day, It was his earthy self that was assailed: It was his heavenly selfhood that prevailed. When through his darkness broke the morning ray, Jacob beheld the spirit where the clay Was thought to be—and Esau's anger paled.