Poems

Truth's Voice

It seemed to me, in childhood's days,I heard a gentle voiceWhich helped to lighten all my waysAnd make my heart rejoice.

Love Unchanging

Hush, little one.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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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Thoughts for Each Hour

Wings in the sky at morning's shining gate,—the wings of wrath, the maniac wings of hate.

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The Open Door

Behold, I have set before thee an open door, and no man can shut it.

A Song of Joy

There sings in my heart from day to dayA joyous thought which clings alway,And lifts me above earth's cares and fears,Till I seek no more the place of tearsBut find my hope to courage grown,Remembering Love's sure care for His own.

The Hills

I looked upon the steadfast hills,And prayed that I might growAs grand as they; their strength—it fillsMy heart with rev'rence so!

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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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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Shadows

WHEN shadows fall, soft doth the evening foldHer veil of purple o'er the weary west,Homeward a swallow flies to guard its nestTill night is melted in the morning's gold.

Darkness Dispelled

'Tis said that God is good; yet men believeHe who is Love divineDoth send them sorrow, pain, all things that grieve;This gloomy creed's not mine.

The Prince of Peace

When thou in lowliness of heart dost waitOn Love, for answer to thy pleaArt list'ning for my voice, my will to know,—My peace I give.

Ever-presence

I need Love's healing cup, earth's thirst to quell;Truth's strong, sure staff upon my upward way;To hear Thy voice, with cheering tones to tellThere is no night in God's eternal day.

Love's with Thee

In error's night, o'ercast with fear,When tossed on earth's tempestuous sea,When seemed no hope of succor near—A voice said gently, Love's with thee!

The Invitation

Art thou weary of the struggle?