Poems

God's Man

O man of God's creating, How beautiful, how strong!To thee, in boundless measure,The gifts of Love belong.

God Reigneth

God reigneth—yes, the darkest hourMust yield its false and gloomy power,When thought is turned from sense to Soul.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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Sanctuary

I was afraid, weary and weak and ill,And turned in my great needTo Thee,O Father-Mother God,And found my peace.

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Angels

We thank Thee for Thine angels, God;Pure messengers of peace,Who from all dreams of sufferingBring sure and swift release.

Self-Surrender

Dear Father , when the way is dark,And just one step I see,Help me with joy to take that stepAnd trust the next to Thee.

Word of Life

I search in ways of yet uncharted thought,Seeking the word that might express my ownSense of emergence, with such struggle fraught.

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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.

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Shared reflections

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From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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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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Ships at Eventide

A ship that sails across the sea.

In Truth's Clear Light

When through the mist of sense to light divineThought, waking, upward wings,The unimportant things of earth recede—An angel sings.

Shelter

When error's storm assails.

Love's Omnipotence

We do not know the ways our loved should take,But gratefully we leave them in God's hands;He knows the paths they all must tread alone,Their needs, for happiness, He understands.

The Vanguard

"Evening , and morning, and at noon" do they pray,Their casements open to Jerusalem,As deep desire and earnest expectationAre winged to reach the great heart of God.
O Tender quiet, whither all may comeBringing their burdens, leave them at this door.