Poems

HARVESTTIME

O reaper , hourly comes the harvestWhen, within your consciousness,You bind and burn the chaff of errorAnd reap the fruits of Love which bless.

SERMONET

You would be great?

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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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TRANSCENDENCY

In Daniel's heart were innocence and love,a faith so strong it lifted him aboveinjustice, cruel jealousy, and hate.

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WHAT WE ARE COMING TO!

What are we coming to?

THE WILDERNESS

Oh , let us gladly tend and cultivateOur little corner of the wilderness,Uproot the weeds and briers that possessThe ground—the bitterness, self-will, and hate—Sow gentle herbs of grace and then awaitTheir burgeoning that shall so richly blessAll who may pass that way with the largesseOf universal love, compassionateAnd wise.

WHEN WE KNOW THAT GOD IS LOVE

When we know that God is LoveAnd worship Him alone,We find that Love melts prison wallsMore adamant than stone.

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Shared reflections

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Shared reflections

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

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.

View other Collections →

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.

View other Collections →

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I hold with none who thinks not work a boon,Vouchsafed to man that he may aid his kindWith offerings from his chisel, wheel or loomFashioned with loving hand and loving mind.

THE TOUCH DIVINE

Poised on wings of filigree,Patterned with deft artistry,Poems are such fragile thingsIn their flight.

GOD'S LIGHT

God's Word, a lamp unto our feet,Forever points the way:It leads from fear and darknessTo God's unending day.

PRAYER AT DAWN

Father , I thank Thee for my daily bread.

INDITING

"My heart is inditing a good matter.

TEACH ME GENTLENESS

Teach me, Father-Mother Mind,Thy gentleness,The way to bindWounded ones, or strayed,Or those my own.