Poems

The Reader

I Heard a gentle woman speaking forthStern words of Truth, awed in the utterance,That Truth should be of so great prevalenceTo heal, and she herself so little worth.

"Let there be light"

LET not the argument of human reasonWhisper within thyself: It must be so;This false belief, though only for a season,Is the effect which mortal thoughts bestow.

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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 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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The Awakening

I prayed to God in tears and sorrow,I feared to-day—I feared to-morrow.

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Homeward Bound

I have taken in the anchor,I have made the cable free:I feel the old ship tremble,And I'm putting out to sea.

The Star

The star that shone so long agoO'er Bethlehem afar,That cheered the shepherds' wakeful eyes,And brought such wonder to the wise—Still shines that ancient star.

The Christ Child

We think of him as a little child who came long, long ago,To bring his thoughts of purity to heal a world of woe.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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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 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 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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The Journey

WE need not remember the fearing, The anguish that crowded the night.
Father , I thank Thee for these clearer raysOf Truth, the evening radiance and morning glow.

Confidence

Above the storms of passionAnd murmurs of self-will,The voice of Truth still whispersThe message, Peace, be still;And through the night of sorrowUpon life's restless sea,Love calms the waves of error,In silent victory.
[From The Christian Science Monitor (Copyright)]

Evensong

DEAR Father-Mother Love, the day is ending—Day that began anew with praise to Thee; Dawn touched the mountain peaks to rose; descending, Tinged the blue mist of valley gloriously.

"The poppies of Flanders"

HE is not there; beneath the flowers of sleep He knows nor sleep nor dull forgetfulness.