Poems

"Spirit blesses man, but man cannot 'tell whence it cometh.

Quietness

There is a quietness more real than sound.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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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Thy Birthright

Didst thou but know thy God aright,And His true image see,Thou wouldst not have a doubt or fearFor what's in store for thee.

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Victory

Truth is the only victor—This is our triumph song.

"Blessed are the meek"

"Blessed are the meek," the Master said;The earth shall be their heritage.

In the Consciousness of Love

The way was dreary where I walked,The waters turbulent and deepThat I must cross, and many timesI turned my head aside to weep.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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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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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Restitution

At Truth's clear spring I stoop to drink again,And somber shapes of sorrow, sin, and painWithdraw.

Healing

At evening, ere the sun was set,The thronging sufferers came,And Jesus healed them every one—Healed each and all the same.

Confidence

I thank Thee, God, that I've no need to growConfused and weary when the climb is slow;For Love will never let me go astrayOr falter anxiously along the way.

His Rule, How Kind!

How kind the reign of Him who rules above!His kingdom is a safe and sheltering place,Where none can ever hide himself from LoveOr wander from his Father's smiling face.
Father of lights, with whom no shadow dwelleth,Mind whose unerring wisdom freely tellethGood that is secret to the mortal heart,Open our eyes to see Thee as Thou art,Till all the world, flooded with Thy blessed light,Knoweth Thy day, wherein there is no night.

"Thy word is truth"

"Thy word is truth," prayed Jesus with the twelve.