Poems

My Prayer

To know Thee, God, my earnest prayer to-day;To know Thy presence and Thy power alway,Thy loving guidance, care, protection, too.

"The prisoners heard them"

The prisoners heard them singing,—Oh, song above all songs!Down through the ages ringing,The prison doors wide flinging;While wakened human throngsPass, wondering, into freedom,Hearing that song of songs.

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These books healed me

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on how the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy heal.

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 Ever Present Christ

How oft have we who roamed from creed to creed,Searching for satisfying food in vain,Yearned to have Jesus with us once again,To give sure solace in our bitter need.

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Freedom

The room is large wherein we walk;Our feet are free to come and go.

My Thanks

Dear God, I thank Thee hour by hourThat Thou hast shown to me Thy power,So wondrous here!

My Prayer

Oh , give to me an understanding heart,That I, in fullest measure, may impartA message of Thy tenderness and careTo those who seek Thy graciousness to share.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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Shared reflections

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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 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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Love Has Been Before

Should I climb a narrow stair,Face a closèd door,Yet I know that even thereLove has been before.

From Glory to Glory

I must diligently set my heartTo find out what Love is,For I am sure that in the knowledgeOf Love is revealed all things.

Confidence in God

I do not know just why the sunSends forth its rays through countless years;Yet through its constancy I feelA lessening of doubts and fears.

The Barrier

All day I watched for that bright messengerOf whom my heart had heard.

The Oil of Joy

Oh , weary one, take joy unto thy heart;It is thy dividend designed to blessThy life to-day,—to-morrow has its part.
O mother , weepingOn thy lonely wayIn sad procession,Lift up now thy head;For lo, the Christ speaksWords of tenderness,And bids the concourse haltIts mournful path.