Poems

Unfoldment

Let us think of each day as a flowerUnfolding in sunshine's warm light,An opening bud in the morning,A beautiful blossom at night.

Love's Bounty

'Tis Love that makes the jonquils' golden hue,That paints each velvet petal of the rose.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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

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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Divine Love

O Love divine,Thou wonder of eternity,Thy light thrones high above the heavens;Thy depths are all-unsearchable;Thy sacredness doth hush the senses, self-beset;Thy patience tireth not, nor frowns;Thy strength lags not, nor is it spent in vain.

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Our New Hymnal

I walked within a garden fair,And talked with Him;I fought a valiant battle there,My eyes were dimWith grateful tears; each page I tookAs mine, for thus my lovely bookWas pointing me to upward look.

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THE brown earth breaks.

"Yet I will rejoice"

THOUGH the fig tree shall not blossom, And the vines no fruit shall yield; Though the olive bear no fruitage, Neither meat be in the field; Though the flock from fold be absent, And no herd be in the stall; "Yet I will rejoice," with singing, Knowing naught but God, as All.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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Anthology of classic articles II

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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 Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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A Shepherd's Song

White on the waking hills I oft have seen— Where half delays the starred and peaceful night— The cloudy sheep pass softly into light, Like hawthorn drifted on the lovely green; And in that hour have breathed Thy tenderest name: Good Shepherd! go before, and guide Thy lamb.

"Beneath the shadow"*

"Beneath the shadow of His mighty wing"!So spake His servant, while she sought to bringThe healing presence, bidding those who roveTo the sweet comfort of His arms of love.

Gratitude

WE thank Thee that we have the power to give—The giving and the gift both come from Thee.

The Advent of Love

Softer than flight of tawny owl in the tender dim of June, More dear to the heart than the curlew's cry, or the rushing river's tune,Brighter than ray of rising sun on the dew-bathed heathery ben Falls the first touch of infinite Love on the weary hearts of men.

Progress

AT first, as through a darkened glassWe see vague shapes and shadows pass;We see Truth's brilliant beam of lightAs but a candle in the night;For we can only dimly seeThe glory of God's sovereignty.

A Christian

A Christian is the one who triesTo walk where Jesus led,Who knows that he must sacrificeIf men be comforted;