Poems

NEVER TOO LATE

Mortal mind may whisper: "It's too late!Too old the sin, the sickness, or the pain;Too deeply etched the scars of greed, or hate!Too long has sorrow in the memory lain.

PERFECT LOVE

With diligence I tried to seeMy neighbor in his purity,Obeying understandingly,"Love one another.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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From Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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PRAYERFUL LISTENING

There must be prayerful listeningIf one would hear God's voice,And self-proclaiming needs be stilledBefore one can rejoiceIn faith's assurance, All is well.

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FATHER OF LIGHT

Father of light and of all that is fair,Nothing can shadow Your infinite care,You are the strength of our life and our stay,You our protection by night and by day.

THE CHRISTIAN SLAVE

I am a slave.

REFLEX IMAGE

I would reflect, dear God, the outward formThat inward grace alone makes manliest,That certainty of Science deep and warmWith love expressed.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

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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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Within the shelter of this quiet spotWe lose the fears that made our pathway dark;In the sweet silence of this friendly roomWe rest in tranquil confidence and joy.

LIKE CHILDREN IN THE MARKET PLACE

"It sounds like something I could use.

TRUST

I listen for God's voice,Gentle command;I have no other choiceThan Love's demand.

BARTIMAEUS

I hear thy cry across the bewildered years!Time being the thing it is, I stand with thee;Thy friends are mine who bid us cease from fears—The Master calls, he calls to thee, to me!We are the prisoners of our strange attire,But cast aside these garments instantlyAnd with one hope, one beautiful desire,Turn Christward that our darkened eyes may see.

THE CALL

Child , are you listening?

EQUIPPED

I am not ready,nor have I begun—unless I have prayed,"Thy will be done.