Poems

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THE LIGHT OF TRUTH

Count not the years, eternityIs ours, age hath no pow'r to mar:Our God is Life and Love and Truth;There is no age, there is no youth;No limitation on man placed,God's attributes in him are traced.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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THE MOTHER'S EVENING PRAYER*

O gentle presence, peace and joy and power;     O Life divine, that owns each waiting hour,Thou Love that guards the nestling's faltering flight!     Keep Thou my child on upward wing tonight.

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A little thought and a little care,A little tenderness now and then,A gracious speech and a courtly airMay give one rank among gentlemen;But he who merits the highest place,Though clad in homespun he be, 'tis true,Is one who carries a heart of grace,And is really a nobleman through and through.

TRUTH'S DAWN

Had truth not dawned—There had been in my heart no little shrineOn which the flame of joy burns ceaselessly.
So he died for his faith.

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"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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THE MASTER'S CALL

The storm had passed me, and I layUpon the bosom of Life's ocean, derelict;Far off the thunder echoed, and beyondI heard the sullen roar of angry surfBeating a rock-bound shore; nor hope had IThat ever ray of dawn could penetrate the gloom.

PATIENCE

Child , maintain thy full assuranceOf the pulsing power within;Look not on forbidden objects,Since to look thus is to sin.

THE DWELLING-PLACE OF THOUGHT

Large and round the golden moonMoves a lake of clouds aboon,And the clouds like waves of laceDrift against the planet's face,While a lone star shining nighGems a rift of azure sky.

A THOUGHT OF LIFE

Amid the scenes of that which we call death,The stronger thought of Life and Truth and Love,If held through all the clamor and the rushOf speechless anguish, loss, and sense of pain,Will keep the heart untroubled, undismayed.

BE MINE

O Love, be mine this day!And I shall sing—Like joyous lark speeding on upward wingTo rise above earth's gloom and o'er it ring—Love's roundelay.

ANSWER

O Love, who didst the want supplyOf Hagar's famished son,And in the burning wildernessDidst make the streams to run,In this, the desert of my life,Again Thy will be done!