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PRAYER

KATHARINE J. SMITH.

I crossed a road where wild pathetic roses fellAt feet of fleeting June, whose fingers magicalDrew resinous charm from flow'ring Gilead's balm;I mourned that I had missed the petals' full-blown grace,Yet on a tide of summer air,Faint attar, presence-like and rare,Breathed that the rose hath life beyond her rooted place.
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HOLD ON!

ROSE HENNIKER HEATON.

Hold on, O sailor, to the broken mast,Hold fast!Grip tight, though both your hands grow numb and coldStill hold!Though blinded by the spray—your strength nigh gone,Hold on!For lo! no farther than yon floating buoyI hear the bosun's cheery—Ship ahoy!

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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

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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LIFE ETERNAL

WILLIS E. BLOOMFIELD.

Mortality is but a transient seeming,Which some day shall be swallowed up in LifeWhen we awake from dreamingOf matter, pain, and strife,And grow into sure consciousnessThat being in its perfectnessIs knowledge of man's Principle, of Love,In which we live and move.

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THE DAUNTLESS HEART

ISABELLE W. PEMBROOK.

Deep in my consciousness I feel a pulseOf energy undying.
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SEARCHING AND FINDING

WILLIAM SYMONDS.

Long years I spent in searching after God!I found Him not in pleasure or in strife;Perceived Him not behind the chastening rod,For I believed that matter harbors life.
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CONSCIOUSNESS

ALICE HARRIMAN

Art conscious of the first faint flush of dawn,When sleepy night draws back the shades of morn?

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Shared reflections

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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.

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 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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A MORNING SONG

LAWRENCE BRAINERD.

As we journey on the pathwayOf our course from sense to Soul,And behold with raptured visionLove's sure heritage, our goal,Let us then a gladsome greetingGive each brother on the way,Who perhaps may see less clearlyEvery blessing of the day;That his heart may take fresh courage,And may join us in our songWhich we sing with full assuranceOf deliverance from all wrong.
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A SONG OF DOMINION

MARY J. ELMENDORF.

I hear the calling of clarion voices,I feel the sweeping of wings,And the radiant heart of me, leaping, rejoicesAnd clearly, triumphantly sings.
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"NOT TO THE SWIFT."

WARWICK JAMES PRICE.

Last night, in the city's heavy heat,My ears were filled with the weary droneOf sullen sound from the restless street,Telling in ceaseless monotoneOf unending struggle for wordly place,Of the feverish fight for empty pelf,With the only meeds of the headlong raceThe wages of sin and the shackles of self.
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THE LARK'S ESCAPE

BEN. HAWORTH-BOOTH.

My heart is like a winged larkThat, from his cage escaping,Like arrow flies toward the mark,His upward pathway shapingOver the poplars of the park.
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I FOUND A PATH OF BLUEBELLS

MARY J. ELMENDORF.

I Found a path of bluebellsA-winding through my thought:The winter's frosty presenceIts russet robes had broughtTo fold the trembling grassesAnd mantle tree and hill;Yet there, amid the grayness,The sudden gusts and chill,Amid the lonely graynessWhere borean banners waved,I found a path of summerWith blue of summer paved.
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"PLUS ULTRA."

RENICE RADCLIFFE.

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