Poems

I Thank Thee, Tender Shepherd

I thank Thee day by day, O Lord, my God!For Thou hast led me all the darkened wayAnd o'er the jagged rocks, to heights of joyOf which I had not dreamed in valley paths.

Reliance

Because I know Thy guiding handIs holding mine along the way,I ask no question, voice no fear,Content to listen, day by day.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

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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Child's Morning Song

Father, I thank Thee for the night,I bless Thee for today;I rise and know the morn is bright—Thou art with me alway.

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A Prayer

Almighty God, whose might is love,Whose wisdom is a boundless sea,In grateful adoration bowedI lift my heart in praise to Thee.

Giving

Give, ever give,And never mind the getting.

If Only We Could See

If only we could always seeThat these great mountains which appearTo bar the path for you and meAre insubstantial mounds of fear!

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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Bartimaeus

Of skies at dawn men's voices tell,Of sun-drenched meadows, blossom bright,Of moonlight's white, enchanted spell—The while he walks through moonless night.

Morning

Sometimes the night seems long and drear,But morning brings the sun's bright beams;Then we forget the hours of nightWith all their troubled thought and dreams.

My Prayer

Oh, wondrous inner flame that lights my way,That guards my every faltering step and guides,That ever in my heart of hearts abides,And gives me rest and comfort day by day.

Communion

Up to the infinite source of our being,Faith is ascending, triumphant, today;Bright are its visions of God, ever present,Lifting our thought from the clod and the clay.

Be Still

Amidst the earthquake and the fire,     The storms of temper and self-will,The gusts of passion and desire,     Teach me to listen and be still,

Still with Thee

When I awake I am with Thee,And know the nothingness of dreamsAs through a glass I darkly seeThat matter is not what it seems.