Poems

A Prayer

I lift my voice,O Father-Mother God;Hear Thou my cry;Oh, let me know Thy presence sweet,And feel Thee nigh.

My Task

To work in earnest; watch and prayTo keep my conscience sound;To ask each day for strength; and takeThe manna handed down;

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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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"The song of Christian Science" *

"The song of Christian Science"!How it rises!Higher, higher;Sweeter, clearer! Far and near!It is, "Work—work—work—watch and pray.

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Victory

But now my footsteps firm and steadfast clingTo Thy dear law of Truth; in joy I singThy praise, as onward pressing in Thy light I walk;And, every foe suppressing, graciously I talkWith Thee, my Comforter, forever near.

"Be still, and know"

"Be still, and know that I am God.

The Shepherd

The Shephered of the flock is Love!We rest refreshed, secure,By living waters, calm, serene;No distant fields allure.

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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 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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Message of the Dawn

The night was long to one who dreamed the dreamThat he was ill and held incurableBy those who came with earnest wish and thoughtTo give relief by means material,And sadly went their way with fading hope.

The Abiding Place

Within the kingdom of God's thoughtI find content.

My Talent

A little talent, Lord, Thou gavest me;It proved a sunbeam in my heart.

The Way

Our days with trouble are besetWhen solely for ourselves we live,Until we learn that what we getDepends in turn on what we give.

The Broadening View

Our bards of old have told in charming rhymeOf unrequited love and chance misdeed;Of loss of friends and fortune at a timeWhen they of peace of mind seemed most in need.

My Friend

I thank Thee, dear God,For this wonder-filled day.