Poems

Thou nameless one to Jacob friendThat wrestled through the night's dark hourAnd smote the sinew of a thoughtThat long had held him in its power,Come thou with light to my dark hour,So it may vanish with thy touch,And I behold in Truth's clear dayThe knowledge of a better way.

Love's Beam

I cannot lose the beam of Love.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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There is an overtone of judgmentin that tender invitation,"Ask, and it shall be given you.

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Salvation

Far off seemed victory, though bravely sought;And here, the tempter in the shade of thought,Nodding in soft intent its evil head:"Don't suffer any more—try me instead.

Man Lives

Man does not live by bread alone.

Trust His Might

Be not lonely—filled with sorrow—You who have some loved one gone.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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 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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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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Assurance

How can I be of little faith,Or doubt Thy holy Word,When sweeter promises than ThineMankind has never heard?

Deep Desire

Dear Lord, of all the gifts Thy treasury holds,I seek that rarest boon, above all price,The one I long for most of all,The understanding heart:To know the need, unvoiced, untold;To give to hungry hearts the foodOf hope, love, and compassion;To reach beyond and free those bound by pride,Yet bruised and broken;With tender love, tact, and devotionTo break the bread of Truth,And show to them the tender careOf Father-Mother God,Which satisfies all longingsAnd brings to them true consolation.

The Watchful Plowman

The one who points reproachfullyAnd turns to ask,Loosens his grip upon the plowAnd leaves his task.

Listener

What shall I listen for?

The Healing Came

Alone and ill and fallen far from grace,She read these words within that quiet room:"Love's presence fills all space.

All the Way

I remember all the way the Lord has led me.