Poems

Angel Reapers

O Lord of harvest, when the seedIs swaying into ripened grain,Take from its side the stubborn weed,—The sin, disease, and pain;And on the happy harvest morn,When reapers greet the quiet day,Let glory gild the golden cornWith Love's celestial ray.

The Statue

As servants plowed his fields one day, Yussuf Ben Orem came that way, And stood and watched their sturdy toil As they upturned the fertile soil.

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Shared reflections

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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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Realities

The way I cannot see,But this I know,My hand in Love's must be,Where'er I go.

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"But Love alway!"

I wandered in a garden sweet, Whose quaint old-fashioned flowersLet fall their petals at my feet In soft and scented showers!

Divine Causation

Not from the soil doth spring the glowing rose, But from th' eternal source of beauty.

The First Commandment

One God there is, a God of peace,Whose watchful care doth never fail.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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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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A million torches, lighted by Thy hand,Wander unwearied through the blue abyss;They own Thy power, accomplish Thy command—All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss.

Peace

On a marvel night, through a wonder-light,Love led me around the world.

Joy is Thine!

Oh, fearful one, couldst thou beholdThe life apart from fears and sighsThat Love unfolds to seeking eyes,Wouldst not with gladness leave the old?

"None good but one"

Hadst thou the power, wouldst thou do aughtBut send thy children love,Fill to the brim the hung'ring heartsWith bounty from above,—If thou wert God?

The Master

What vision held those eyes so rapt and true,That he could walk upon our common earthAnd make it blossom in conception newOf man's divinity,—transcendent birth?

Sorrow Vanquished

The gate of sorrow swings upon its hinge,And as it sways with every load of fearOr gentle waft of joy's expectancy,I see the Christ beyond, and fain would reachThe outstretched arms in wide entreaty spread.