Poems

The Dawn of Truth

The way seemed dark; I could not seeThe light that on my pathway shone,For fear and doubt encompassed me:To mortal sense I walked alone.

Onward!

He healed the sick, the hungry fed;He stilled the tempest, raised the dead—Faced evil's vengeance, calm and brave;Nor tried at last himself to save,—Because he knew!

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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 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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Service

A SILENT voice bids me be strong,With strength which cometh only from the Lord!

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Love's Daily Miracle

SEE! Here is Life, Here is Truth, Here is Love! Bread enough, Joy enough, and to spare! Lift up thine eyes and bless And break and share!

Love

How wonderful is Love!

Trust

When clouds of sense seem dark and drear,And error fain my sight would dim,I turn to God and know no fear,Since I have learned to trust in Him.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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Shared reflections

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

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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From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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God's Perfect Day

Oh , fill our hearts with thoughts of TheeThat we may know, where'er we be,That God is Love, and come what may,Each day is God's own perfect day.

My Prayer

To be content with God's unfolding plan; to hope, to trust, and some day understand: nor doubt, nor fear, the while it seems obscure, His willingness to guide and guard and reassure—

Simplicity

How simple are the ways of love,A smile, a kindly word, a touch;Love speaks through us in simple ways;We do not need to know so much.

True Solitude

The world outside, with flare and trumpet calling,I do not hear;The voice of garish life, on closed ears falling,No longer dear,Dies in this solitude;And deepest gratitudeFor God's infinitudeHas vanquished fear.

Christmas

Star-gleam and angel chorusAt midnight's awesome hour,Self hushed and spirit wakingTo welcome heaven's dower—So learned the humble shepherdsOf Truth's eternal power;So we may find and prove itA stronghold and a tower.

Bethlehem

Through the night a star has beamed;O'er the dark a ray has gleamed.