Poems

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FATHER, I THANK THEE!

MARY I. MESECHRE.

Each day of every year my joyous heartKeeps holy day; nor can I set apartA single morn sufficient to expressMy thankfulness.
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PROPHECY

KATHARINE J. SMITH.

Cometh the days when, not from belfry's throat,Shall men be told of Christ to whom they kneel,"For they shall be all taught of God," one wrote,—In Shiloh's peace the Saviour's presence feel;Not ever shall the children lisp the name,Yet beg for answer whence and how he came.

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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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LOVE'S GLAD MESSAGE

SARAH MC BRIDE.

Thankfulness and praise abounding,Hark the glad hosannas sounding,Earth and heaven their welcome sing,Christ is risen and doth bringHealing to both serf and king.

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A RAY OF LIGHT

AGNES FLORIDA CHALMERS.

Perplexed with problems of a weary day,Condemning all whose words had caused me pain,I turned with lagging step my homeward way,And prayed that I might find the light again.
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IMMANUEL

WILLARD M. GRIMES.

Years had I toiled, yet toiling only seemedTo bring me failure, where I hoped success,Bearing me farther from the prize I sought.
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THOU KNOWEST BEST

EUGENIA BEATRICE MABURY

In other days of other years afar,To all life's vaunting joys I gladly turned,Mine own self-will, my happiness, the quest—And yet in vain! For this I had not learned:Thou knowest best.

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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.

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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 Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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TRANSITION

MARY L. CUMMINS

"Where art thou?
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I pray not for a day of rest,...

Jenny A. Pamperin

I pray not for a day of rest,But long Thy will to doIn quiet way;I only crave Thy sanction blestIn all I strive to wooThis God-giv'n day.
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SYMBOL AND REALITY

DAVID F. GARTON

Deep in the quiet of the wood I sit,Embowered in sylvan beauty fresh and green;Where happy birds are singing as they flit,And nothing seems to mar the peaceful scene.
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"PEACE, BE STILL"

ARKY D. CONNER.

When the waves dash high and the storm-winds roar,And my barque seems frail and lone,When far, far away is the sheltering shore,And so near the seething foam;Through the starless night comes a gleam of light,As I lift mine eyes to thee,And above the tempest thy "Peace, be still,"Commands the turbulent sea.
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Man was not made for things that leave us...

Aubrey de Vere

Man was not made for things that leave us,For that which goeth and returneth,For hopes that lift us yet deceive us,For love that wears a smile yet mourneth;Not for fresh fruits from the dead leaves springingThe cyclic recreation which, at best,Yields us—betrayal still to promise clinging—But tremulous shadows of the realm of rest:For things immortal man was made,God's image, latest from His hand.
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ANGELS OF THOUGHT

LILLIAN BARKER BEEDE.

Angels of thought in their heavenward flightBore on their pinions this prayer one night,Woven with love in the silent loom,Fragrant with faith through the seeming gloom:I thank Thee, Lord, for knowing,For courage to declare,Thought all to sense is darkness,The light of Truth is there.