Poems

With intricate balance of thrust and counterthrustThe beams support, uphold the houseWhere the white-robed choir is singing of joy;And listening with joy, I hear again,Not the words of Schiller's odeThat Beethoven loved and celebrated,But "In Thy house securely dwelling,Where Thy children live to bless"Christian Science Hymnal, No.

I TALKED TO GOD TODAY

I talked to God today, and it was a good day.

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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 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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I'm In Business

Fathers say they're in business,Mothers are busy with things to do.

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"O HOW LOVE I THY LAW!"*

Because I have loved God's law,God's law will protect me.

NATIVITY

The child was heralded by light,By star unplanned by men's decree;This harbinger of holinessA part of prophecy.

MY FRIENDS

I love my friends.

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Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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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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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NO DIVISION

Children together,Can there beA mindless gap?

MAN UNBLEMISHED

The lonely leper stood apart,Shunned by all.

FROM THE CROSS

With whatlovemust Jesus havelooked down uponJohn—faithful inshame ashe had beenin glory.

A WRITER'S PRAYER

O Lord, save me from contributingto the millions of useless wordsprinted daily in the world!Let me reflect as clearly as I canthe ideas already presentedby Your omniscience.
As the cold waters inexorably roseand the night deepened, dark upon dark,with no word spoken from out the voidand no sign given in flame or cloudall the time—unseen, unheard—the angel was therestanding guard.

ISRAEL THINKS OF ESAU: EVENING

After all my flight, my years away,He thinks no ill of me.