True worth is in being, not seeming.

My soul is full of whispered song,-My blindness is my sight;The shadows that I feared so longAre full of life and light..

Nothing in this low and ruined world bears the meek impress of the Son of God so surely as forgiveness..

How many lives we live in one, And how much less than one, in all..

Shut up the door: who loves me must not look / Upon the withered world, but haste to bring / His lighted candle, and his story-book, / And live with ….

Every life is meant to help all lives; each man should live for all men's betterment..

Even for the dead I will not bind my soul to grief, death cannot long divide; for is it not as if the rose that climbed my garden wall had bloomed th….

We serve Him most who take the most of His exhaustless love..

True worth is in being, not seeming- In doing, each day that goes by, Some little good, not in the dreaming Of great things to do by and by. For what….

There must be room for penitence to mend Life's broken chance; else noise of wars would unmake heaven..

There's nothing so kingly as kindness, And nothing so royal as truth..

We cannot make bargains for blisses, / Nor catch them like fishes in nets; / And sometimes the thing our life misses, / Helps more than the thing whi….

Desolate--Life is so dreary and desolate-- Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single, Deep out of sympat….

With hand on the spade and heart in the sky Dress the ground and till it; Turn in the little seed, brown and dry, Turn out the golden millet. Work, a….

The fisher droppeth his net in the stream, And a hundred streams are the same as one; And the maiden dreameth her love-lit dream; And what is it all,….

The path of duty I clearly trace, / I stand with conscience face to face, / And all her pleas allow; / Calling and crying the while for grace, - / 'S….

He who loves best his fellow-man, is loving God the holiest way he can..

Yea, when mortality dissolves, Shall I not meet thine hour unawed? My house eternal in the heavens Is lighted by the smile of God!.

Coldly and capriciously the slanting sunbeams fall..

Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single..

I sit where the leaves of the maple and the gnarled and knotted gum are circling and drifting around me..