Poems

Continuing call

Good news, friend! Christ's peacesings its fresh-start message: Wake!Rejoice! Man is free!

Horizon

Look yonder.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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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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What do I ask when I pray?

What man.

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Steadfast Love

Steadfast Love,that's what You are,my Father and my friend.

Thought for raiment

These children weavethrough the warp of my prayerskeins of what they really areshuttling through my heartfrom tree house to closetfrom faucet to swingsfrom attic to cellarmy loom all day long singsImmanuelImmanuelImmanuel—not demandingI unthreadthis handiwork of hometo tabernacle with God—but letting all I dofor His little onesenlarge the borders of loveseamlessly.

That's entertainment!

What a terrible party!I had invited into my home.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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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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Land of promise

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Home at last

I strayed.

Fruitage

As in the fieldit is not merely the vast plans,the seeds themselves, thefencing, the marking offthat bring the bounty—

Mustard seed of faith

Could anything that seems so smallwhen planted deep withinhave rootswhose shootsspring into trees—home for birdlingsshelter from breeze—spreading outto hold securemy doubting heart?

Wherever I may sing

Place me, Lord, where I belong,Wherever I may serve You best;Wherever I may sing Your songIs where I'll find my happiness.

Arrival

Patience is needed in the journeyThe departure uncertainThe path unpredictableOur progress rocky, scattered with stones