Poems

Here in Thy presence. Father, is my home.

Life is the only substance of this hour; Then give no way To shade of doubt or death— Life calls today! Each moment is by Life possessed; Then see The amplitude of Life expressed Eternally. Life is the only substance of this hour; Wherefore, know The all-pervasiveness of Life, its ebbless flow; And find no shallow in Life's surging power— The Life invincible, that is The only substance of this hour!

The plane of true existence Is Spirit, Truth, and Love. Within the sphere of Science We safely live and move.

Although unchanging Truth be misconstrued, No mortal fear or failure may reverse All-loving Mind, which can impose no curse, Whose purpose is undeviating good, Whose will, with power invincible imbued, Maintains the rhythm of the universe, Whose happy law it is that we rehearse With reverence and prayerful gratitude. And though, as if asleep, we should forget, His holy Word remains forever true, His ample blessing rests upon us yet To comfort and deliver and renew.

At times when days seem burdened and oppressed, Love's angel visitants throng in to me, To calm the winds of conflict and unrest And still the waves on life's tumultuous sea. "The battle is not yours but God's.

" Father , forgive them," was the Master's prayer When buffeted, misunderstood, reviled. His love could brook no recompense in kind, But rather was his thought so reconciled To good that he could rise above the lack Of love that sprang from groundless prejudice, And with compassion meet the base attack Of those too blind to see God's handiwork.

True peace is not a thing to buy or win: It is already present as a fact In spite of raging war, disease, and sin, In spite of storm, earthquake, and cataract. The Principle of order has not failed To manifest its peace since time began; "In the beginning" means that peace is hailed As basis for creation's perfect plan.

" Tarry ," he said, "at Jerusalem, Until ye be endued With power from on high. " Tarry there? Where pride of power' And power of priestly pride, Aided by Roman soldiery, held sway? Where tyranny of Pharisee Vaunted itself above omnipotence? "Do not depart," he said, "But wait the Father's promise.

O Love divine, Who guides our stumbling feet On homeward paths returning, Forgive us now, we pray, For our wayward steps today, For hasty words and thoughts unkind, For foolish fears and tired tears, For love we failed to give— And take. Forgive us now For thy name's sake, And teach us to forgive.

How can I help my brother man To see the nothingness of sin While I condemn him in my heart And fail to guard or discipline My thoughts? What right have I to judge Another's actions by my own? To see man as God's perfect child Will free us both, and Christ enthrone.