Poems

"Learn to forget"

"Learn to forgetwhat you should not remember.
"Master , we perish," the disciples cried.

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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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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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Reflection

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

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.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

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 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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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.

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.