Poems

To a Mocking-Bird

Sweet child of joy, that waking ever pourestOut from a heart of love to Love's own heart thy lays,Fitting and perfect,—He whom thou adorestHath wakeful ear for thy perpetual praise!
PILGRIM, as the years roll by, See God's beauties all unfold;

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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Allegiance

MY hands in Thine meekly I place.

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The Music that Carries

I've toiled with the men the world has blessed, And I've toiled with the men who failed; I've toiled with the men who strove with zest, And I've toiled with the men who wailed.

A Song of Courage

Sing , O my lips, in a reverent strain!Though the night is darksome and fear seems strong,Love is at hand, and His mercies sustain.

O Troubled over Many Things

O troubled over many things,Choose thou the better part,—Service unconscious of itselfAnd childlikeness of heart.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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The drowsy hum of insects wingingTheir hovering flight from flower to flower,The joyous sound of gay birds singingFrom field and fence and hidden bower,The garden's bright-hued treasures clinging,To parent stem in close embrace,The roses all a-bloom are swingingGay captives in the warm wind's chase.

Harvest

Oh, seeker after happiness, Ploughing life's fallow field,

Song at Sunrise

The bonny sun in the east,And hills and fields are fanes of greenO'erlaid with gold, like solemn chordsWith lilting melodies between.

The Call

Arise, strike off thy fetters!Be error's thrall no more.

The New Day

Lord , when the wistful gray of new day—breakingDeepens to joyous gold,—maturer morn,—Gladly my heart, its fears of night forsaking,Turneth to Thee, in whom all hope is born.

Fear Nothing

Fear nothing, freedom least of all.