Poems

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No end

HARRIETT L. THAYER

Birth never really crossedmy path of immortality,wrapped me in matter,hedged me by time,nor caused me towander in space.
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Inspired vision

BRETT L. STAFFORD

No form ofinflated evil guisecan long withstand

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These books healed me

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on how the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy heal.

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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Washing feet vs washing hands

BARBARA AUDREY MORSE

Pilate washes his own handsdismissing guilt.

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A glimpse of Love

DIANA L. WOODS

As I stood there by her bed, watching her sleep,I felt such a deep, indescribable love—for just this child?
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Daddy took time

Mary Elaine Zimmerman

Bees make honeyand cows give milkDaddy took time to tell me
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This morning's demand

BEVERLY JEAN McCREARY

Mentally make it to the mountaintop.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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Shared reflections

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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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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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Reed song

CHRISTINE EBY

I am Your flute, sweet Shepherd,glad to be whittled for the purest song,happy to vibrate with melody.
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A sound I've heard

EVELYN GROVER HEISS

There are special sounds, so rare, so dear,that I've longed to hear with the hearing ear.
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The high point is always the angels

DARREN NELSON

The town hall is decked with childrenfor the Christmas pageant.
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Christmas comes

CAROL CHAPIN LINDSEY

If we have made our hearts a mangerto receive the Christ-idea,
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Sight

PHYLLIS STODDARD

When trouble comes,highsighted eyeI'm glad to havefor learning whyI shouldn't when I didand didn't when I should.
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Take God's thought

Carrie Christina Aardal

One day while I was at school, a girl hurt herself, I'd seen her in my Christian Science Sunday School.