Poems

My Garden

I KNOW a hidden garden, where In Mind's sweet solitude, Pure thoughts unfold like flowers rare, And nothing thrives but good.

"Neither do I condemn thee"

IN song, in speech, and in story, Sounds ever the sad refrain: The bird with the broken pinion Soars never so high again!

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

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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Truth's Prism

It glistens in the mellow glow of God's unending morn, A beacon star to light the way for legions yet unborn.

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Thanks

For the great sky and the great seaAnd all the great strong things there be,We thank Thee, Lord!

Out of the Depths

Where art Thou, Lord?

Truth Triumphant

No more do mortals grope in vainTo find God's guiding hand;For Truth has conquered sin and painAnd all their alien band.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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Alone, Yet Not Alone

Have friends forsaken thee?

Belief versus Knowledge

Battered and bruised and torn,Struggling with storm and strife,Heart-sick and weary and worn,—Such was my sense of life.

Home

Home is a word with the sweetest ring,But few can its spirit discern;It is not a place or a composite thing,Which we may inherit or earn.

God's Dear Love

I know —when changes come and go,And paths are difficult to see;When human hopes would ebb and flow—It is Thy love that quiets me.

The Walk to Emmaus

It lies among the hills—that little roadWhere journeyed those two friends, that soft spring day;But not a sound of melody they heard,For sadness bitter filled them with dismay.

Fidelity

Howe'er the adversary tries, By varied guile,To urge me with persuasive lies,With frown or smile,The eternal Truth shall be my shield;Thus guarded I can never yield.