Poems

Healing

Long had seemed the seekingFor peace and perfect health;The care and pain still lingered,Midst others' joy and wealth.

Our Isaac

HAST thou an Isaac who is held most dear?

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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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True Rest

WEARY , while miles stretch before me,Fagged by the long way I've trod,I hear, ever nearer and sweeter:Be still, and know I am thy God.

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Love's Guidance

AT night the listening shepherdsHeard the tidings, glad and clear;And at night the watching wise menSaw the guiding star appear.

Is This the Truth

Is this the truth?

Recompense

We may not pray for easiness,But for that vigor prayThat manifests trustworthinessAnd moral bravery.

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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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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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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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Home

O trusting heart, look up and seeThe glorious home prepared for thee;A home so free from mortal strife,Where Love is all and God is Life;

The Pioneer

Because for me she wrought with marvelous care,Can I the debt toss carelessly aside—Content to feast in idleness and pride,Unmindful of her fast, her ceaseless prayer?

Immanuel

I was blind, but now I seeGod is with us every hour;Now His mighty love makes free,And there is no other power.
When for love of God we yearn,And naught but error can discern,When in wandering doubt we stray,We have His word: I am the way.

City of God

THERE came to me once as I pondered,A vision of beauty and light;I saw, with the eyes of the spirit,The city that has no night.

Trusting

WHAT though I sleep not nor slumber,who shall be able to numberThe blessings that come in the hush of the night?