Poems

The Firmament

The firmament, o'erspreading all,Displays Thy handiwork, O God;It is the firmament of Mind,Where all may understanding find—Thy firmament, O God.

Standing in the Wind

Far up the mountainside there stands a tree,Sturdy and gnarled, and marking timber line.

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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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Consecration

We read of Samuel that the Lord was with him,Nor let the words he spake fall to the ground.

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Goodly Heritage

I came to Love, to beg a daily rate:A little meal, ah, just a little oil;And planned to give, from early morn till late,Full recompense, with uncomplaining toil.

Safe with the Shepherd

Lord , Thou art here, and I am safe once moreWithin Thy tender, all-protecting arm.

Prayer

Dear Father, when my footsteps strayThy Word points to the upward way;Thou givest strength throughout the dayWhen I for courage pray.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Shared reflections

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

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 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 flaming sword"

Does then the flaming sword still guard the wayThat leads unto the blessed tree of life,And must Truth's pilgrims seek with pain todayTo reach that refuge from their woe and strife?

Morning Light

Lo, morning's joy dispels the gloom of night!Sing, O my heart, in joyous gratitudeFor Love's inestimable gift of light,That puts all fears and falstities to flight,Declaring all that is of Truth is good.

Recompense

O you who gaze with saddened eyesAt vanished, wasted daysMay now look up and see the dawnReflecting healing raysOf hope, and joy, and confidenceIn Love's design, always.

How to Serve

How shall I best serve needs of human kind?

In Thy House

Oh, we would enter in Thy house, dear Lord!Outside the storms of grief and hate assailThe tired wanderer, and he shrinks in fearFrom lightning flash and roar of storm and gale.

Growth

Lord, make me glad for little things,Those things which every day appear.