Unnamed at times, at times unknown… Our graves lie thick beyond the se… Unnamed, but not of Him unknown;— He knows!—He sees! And not one soul has fallen in vai…

Lord, Thou hast stricken us, smit… Winnowed us fine on the dread thre… “Had I not reason?—far you had st… Vain was My calling, you would no… Low in the dust, Lord, our hearts…

Unless our Souls win back to Thee… We shall have lost this fight. Yes, though we win on field and se… Though mightier still our might ma… We still shall lose if we win not…

centered(A Warning) “Am I my brother’s keeper?” Yes, of a truth! Thine asking is thine answer. That self-condemning cry of Cain

I faced a future all unknown, No opening could I see, I heard without the night wind moa… The ways were dark to me,— “I cannot face it all alone

A Potter, playing with his lump o… Fashioned an image of supremest wo… "Never was nobler image made on ea… Than this that I have fashioned o… And I, of mine own skill, did fas…

With hearts responsive And enfranchised eyes, We thank Thee, Lord,— For all things beautiful, and good… For things that seemed not good ye…

Better than I, Thou knowest, Lord, All my necessity, And with a word Thou canst it all supply.

Earthly props are useless, On Thy grace I fall; Earthly strength is weakness, Father, on Thee I call,— For comfort, strength, and guidanc…

Mr. F.W. Christian, of the Polynesian Society of New Zealand, whose personal acquaintance with the South Sea Islands and their dialects is unique, is translating “Kapiolani” into Ra...

By the grace of God and the coura… Of the peoples far and wide, By the toil and sweat of those who… And the blood of those who died, We have won the fight, we have sav…

I stood, unseen, within a sumptous… Where one clothed all in white sat… So sweet his presence that a pure… Rayed from him, and I saw—most wo… The Love of God shrined in the fl…

Each sin has its door of entrance. Keep—that—door—closed! Bolt it tight! Just outside, the wild beast crouc… In the night.

For every Guest who comes with hi… The Host compounds a strangely mi… Red Wine of Life and Dregs of Bi… And, will-he, nil-he, each must dr…

(THE PLEA OF THE MUNI… “Rattle and clatter and clank and… And it’s long and long the day is. From earliest morn to late at nigh… And all night long, the selfsame s…