There is nothing like the musings and prayers and poetry of fellow worshipers to lift the spirit into God’s presence and seal His truth to the heart….

GOD, THOU ART LOVE

By: Robert Browning

If I forget,
Yet God remembers! If these hands of mine
Cease from their clinging, yet the hands Divine
Hold me so firmly that I cannot fail;
And if sometimes I am too tired to call
For Him to help me, then He reads the prayer
Unspoken in my heart, and lifts my care.

I dare not fear, since certainly I know
That I am in God’s keeping, shielded so
From all that else would harm, and in the hour
Of stern temptation strengthened by His power;
I tread no path in life to Him unknown;
I lift no burden, bear no pain, alone:
My soul is calm, sure hiding-place is found:
The everlasting arms my life surround.

God, Thou art love! I build my faith on that,
I know Thee Who has kept my path, and made
Light for me in the darkness, tempering sorrow
So that it reaches me like a solemn joy;
It were too strange that I should doubt Thy love.