The Quaker of the olden time!
How calm and firm and true,
Unspotted by its wrong and crime,
He walked the dark earth through,
The lust of power, the love of gain,
The thousand lures of sin
Around him, had no power to stain
The purity within.
With that deep insight which detects
All great things in the small,
And knows how each man's life affects
The spiritual life of all,
He walked by faith and not by sight,
By love and not… Continue
Breathe in the quiet purpose of this place; Through outward stillness, seek a calm within. Here we can find forgiveness and forgive; Here feel the healing miracle begin.
Breathe out the busy world, the teeming mind, The follies, fears and failures of the week; Breathe out contention, pettiness and pride, And wait in trust for that of God to speak.
Breathe in communion, friend with quiet friend, Each drawing closer…
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