Poems

I hear to-day the echo of a voiceThat rang in Judah's hills long years ago!A slender boy clad in a shepherd's coat,And in his hand a sling: from out the brookThat rippled in sweet purity alongHe took five stones—rounded, decisive thoughts;And with his face aglow, his courage high,He buckled on his armor of defense—The consciousness of God's omnipotence.

When We Shall Know

Free to express infinity!

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These books healed me

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on how the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy heal.

From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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God is Everywhere

I stood on a lonely hilltopBeneath a wind-swept sky,And my weary thought asked doubtinglyIf God was really nigh.

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"Wait. and love more"*

Wait , watch, and work; in patience humbly pray;Wait for the blessings which Love sends each day;Watch over every thought, lest wrong creep in;Work to know Love is All, and false is sin.

No Condemnation

O troubled heart, with load of guilt oppressed;Accused by haunting error day and night;List to the Master's saying, and find rest,"Now ye are clean.

The Haven

The quiet thought that once has truly knownThe touch of comradeship with things divineMay be no more by winds of error blownFrom shore to shore.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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Moral Courage*

I, who am of the tribe of Levi, saw!Saw the swift anger on the face of himWho toiled for erring Israel.

The Upward Way

Why wander in the valley's mist, with eyes upon the sod,When right ahead a path leads up unto the hill of God?

Consecration

Father, help me now to knowThat as garden flowers growBrave and gay,I may in Thy love expand,Quick to lend a helping hand,So that some may understandThy good will.

The Coming Day

Another day for joyous work is mine;Each hour comes rich in opportunityTo learn God's gracious will, and to inclineMy heart to follow Him more faithfully.

Consecration

Give me the open eye to seeThe work which Thou hast planned for me,The listening ear that I may hearThy loving voice forever near.

Abiding

How sweet to place my hand in Thine,O Father, Friend, and Guide;And when false fears beset me,Within Thy love to hide.