Poems

The New Heaven

Behold thy home created by God;Where angels, the pure thoughts, dwell;Where there is love and peace and joy,And melodious song doth swell.

A Prayer

In the hearts of the children of men, O God, be Thou present in power, To comfort, to holdThine own in this hour.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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Happiness

Hast ever longed to show mankindThe way to happiness?

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Worldly Wisdom

For every task and enterpriseThat he has finished or begun,The man who's really worldly wiseWill pray each day, "Thy will be done"!

The Shepherds

Hark! The angels softly singing,Making bright the night with praise—Pæans through the darkness winging:Joy and peace be, all thy days!

Be Not Afraid

Be not afraid.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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Anthology of classic articles II

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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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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A Thanksgiving Testimony

O God, accept our sacrifice of praiseContinually, and may we ever give Thee thanksFor this: That Thou didst sendThy well beloved SonTo show the way.

Just a Look

Just a look, but, oh, the sweetness—Patience with a brother shown;Forgiveness without touch of censure—Fruit of struggles, prayer, alone.

Yesterday and To-day

When now I think of yesterday,Its burdens, and horizon gray,When all to me was dreary,And every moment wearyWith fear that the to-morrowWould bring new pains and sorrow—

Understanding God

No brighter thought sheds beacon gleams to cheerEach pilgrim journeying through earth's drear,Than this—that God is Light.

Gratitude

I thank Thee, Father, for the light,That shines effulgent on my way,Helping me see and solve arightThe problems of the day.

Thy Likeness

A sleep men dream, and dreaming seeA world of pain and misery.