Poems

THE SWEET NECESSITY

With willingness and joy let meapproach the sweet necessityof yielding to redemptive Truthuntil the unreal sense retiresand I am filled with pure desiresto be my real and only self.

"I LOVE THE LORD"

I really love Him.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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Father , may all who come into this havenFor Truth's refreshment find their needful food.

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JESUS WALKED THE SEA

THE men of Aran match the sea with pride; A skillful struggle theirs with storm and wave, As wind and water on the bare cliffs lower, To launch their sturdy boats upon the tide.

LOVE'S CARE

IT cannot be that life has ceased for him.

AN INSTRUMENT OF TEN STRINGS

PRAISE Him on the harp, On an instrument of ten strings.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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 Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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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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READING ROOM

I stepped  inside and there found peace.

CALM

I CAN sleep,Knowing God is awake.

DESIGN

FATHER, we know The plan is Thine.

TO A PRACTITIONER

IT was not you yourself— It was the truth you voiced That freed my heart from sin And changed my night to day.

FREEDOM

WOULDST thou be free?

LIKE PETER'S SHADOW

LIKE Peter's shadow passing by, So let my shadow fall On those who near my wayside lie, To bless and heal them all.