Poems

"Master , we perish," the disciples cried.

As I Study the Lesson

I like to think how once he stoodUpon the shore of Galilee,And how the rising water stilledAs he rebuked the storm-tossed sea.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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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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Reflection

In the quiet stillnessOf my thought at rest,There will I know Thee,Lord, forever blest.

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Security

Within the covert of Thy wings I rest;No human shelter can include such peace.

Security

Within Thy shelter, Love divine,No evil thoughts assail;In Thy pure presence, peace is mine;No error can prevail.

The Staff

Discouraged sense would sometimes try to talkOf labored efforts and far-distant goal,Though step by step I pray and strive to walkThe path our Master trod from sense to Soul.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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 Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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The Victor

"Lord, if thou hadst been here," she said,"My brother had not died,"Forgetting that he raised the dead,Walked on the waves, the hungry fed,The sinful sanctified.

God Requires the Past

Our God requires the past of manIn His eternity:No time for death or woe or sinIn His domain can be;

Exhortation

When on some lane that seems to have no turning,To reach its end our best has not sufficed,Try then to feel, with those whose hearts were burningUpon that twilight road, the presence of the Christ.

Home at Last

Down the paths of a dream long deadA man's sad heart goes wandering,So sunk in its piteous ponderingThat the very light of his day is fled.

The "still small voice"

When first I heard the "still small voice,"I did not heed its gentle plea,But went my wayward, willful way,Rejecting signals sent to meBy Love, the Father-Mother, God,Who shields from harm and mortal lureThe child that in realityHas never been aught else than pure.

Perception

Without a sound the fog moved slowly by.