Poems

Love is Calling Me

I HAVE walked amid the pleasures Which the senses claim to give; I have tried to serve ambition, With its phantoms tried to live; I have tasted fleshly morsels, And I know their bitter tang— While above me, and within me, Love was always calling, calling me; From the sense-dream, from the shadows Love was calling, calling me.

Onward

Love led me home; by surging waves I passed; Nor turned I back until I came at last To open spaces where bright flowers grew, And verdure sparkled in the morning dew; My eyes were holden by the dawning day! I cannot dream again since I have found the way!

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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 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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Our Leader

She followed where the Master led With vision clear, and faith serene; She foiled the poisoned darts of hate, And rose to heights where God is seen.

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Renewal

Hast thou been sunk in sleep, Beset by dreams of weakness and of pain?

Perception

I see Thee only when I look above, Far from earth's vanities and fancied rest; I see Thee best when, bathed in living love, My grateful heart responds to Thy behest.

Obedience

Help me to always do Thy will, O Lord;Cast out of me all selfish thoughts and fears:Give me the grace to find within Thy wordThe light to guide me through this mist of tears.

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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.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

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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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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Release

Time was, when my heart was breakingFor the blue firth and the heather hill,And the gold hush of a Highland autumnWhen time stands still.

The Meek

"Quiet of meekness"!* Can there be A holier, happier state than this?

Ask Not for Tomorrow

Ask not for tomorrow, Lift thine eyes today, See Love's bow of promise Span the clouds of gray.

"Desire is prayer"*

Ere dawn her saffron sails unfurled, Or timid night-wraiths fled away, The penitent looked up and cried: My Father, I would learn to pray.

Stay On

O angel messengers that bless,And gently tarry to caress,Stay sweetly long;Stay closely, lest this heart of mineShould so forget as to repineFor want of song.

Ripened Years

Christians should ripen with the passing years,Mellow and soften, sweet and tender grow,As orchard fruitage mellows on the bough,When autumn breezes laden branches blow.