Poems

Sanctuary

Swift to this lovely place the sweet bird wings—Ah, well he knows that he may come—Here in this quiet gladeFind his full sustenance, and weave his home,Trusting and undismayed.

Joy

Because God's love doth light my ways,I shall go smiling all my days.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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Benediction

May the love of God, our Father,Enter into all our labors,Guide our motives, bless our actions,Penetrate our inmost thinkingWith its purity and sweetness;May its comfort and compassionBe with us all.

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The Well

Truth is the rock whose shadow fallsAthwart the scorched and burning sand;No other rest, no other shade,In all that weary land.

All that We Need

Not what we want, dear Lord, but what we needTo raise our thoughts above earth's mists and storms;All that we need to fortify our home,To make a shelter, whence Thy sheep to feed,For this we pray.

The Pure in Heart

The seeing eye and hearing earBelong to those who learn to loveThe joys of sweet simplicity,Whose perfect peace is from above.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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Shared reflections

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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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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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Bartimaeus

Long had he sat there, a beggar,Lonely, dejected, and blind.

The Deliverer

From the ceaseless babelOf the voices of the sons of men,O Lord, deliver us!

An Open Door

Before us Thou an open door hast set,Disclosing sacred vastnesses of Love;Revealing the infinitude of Mind,Where aspirations lead beyond, aboveIllusions of the senses, dumb and blind.

Prophecy

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Gone—All Our Grief

We need not grieve;No heart but may look upAnd see the Love-crowned dawnOf God's eternal day—May see the beamAnd feel the warmthOf Love's bright ray.

Companionship

Seems lone the path, and drear with shadows deep,Your progress hindered by a throng of fears,Obscured the vision in a blur of tears,So overwhelmed by sorrow that you weep?