Poems

Freedom

The room is large wherein we walk;Our feet are free to come and go.

My Thanks

Dear God, I thank Thee hour by hourThat Thou hast shown to me Thy power,So wondrous here!

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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My Prayer

Oh , give to me an understanding heart,That I, in fullest measure, may impartA message of Thy tenderness and careTo those who seek Thy graciousness to share.

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Love Has Been Before

Should I climb a narrow stair,Face a closèd door,Yet I know that even thereLove has been before.

From Glory to Glory

I must diligently set my heartTo find out what Love is,For I am sure that in the knowledgeOf Love is revealed all things.

Confidence in God

I do not know just why the sunSends forth its rays through countless years;Yet through its constancy I feelA lessening of doubts and fears.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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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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The Barrier

All day I watched for that bright messengerOf whom my heart had heard.

The Oil of Joy

Oh , weary one, take joy unto thy heart;It is thy dividend designed to blessThy life to-day,—to-morrow has its part.
O mother , weepingOn thy lonely wayIn sad procession,Lift up now thy head;For lo, the Christ speaksWords of tenderness,And bids the concourse haltIts mournful path.

A Prayer

I lift my voice,O Father-Mother God;Hear Thou my cry;Oh, let me know Thy presence sweet,And feel Thee nigh.

My Task

To work in earnest; watch and prayTo keep my conscience sound;To ask each day for strength; and takeThe manna handed down;

"The song of Christian Science" *

"The song of Christian Science"!How it rises!Higher, higher;Sweeter, clearer! Far and near!It is, "Work—work—work—watch and pray.