Poems

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SYMBOL AND REALITY

DAVID F. GARTON

Deep in the quiet of the wood I sit,Embowered in sylvan beauty fresh and green;Where happy birds are singing as they flit,And nothing seems to mar the peaceful scene.
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"PEACE, BE STILL"

ARKY D. CONNER.

When the waves dash high and the storm-winds roar,And my barque seems frail and lone,When far, far away is the sheltering shore,And so near the seething foam;Through the starless night comes a gleam of light,As I lift mine eyes to thee,And above the tempest thy "Peace, be still,"Commands the turbulent sea.

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Anthology of classic articles

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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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Man was not made for things that leave us...

Aubrey de Vere

Man was not made for things that leave us,For that which goeth and returneth,For hopes that lift us yet deceive us,For love that wears a smile yet mourneth;Not for fresh fruits from the dead leaves springingThe cyclic recreation which, at best,Yields us—betrayal still to promise clinging—But tremulous shadows of the realm of rest:For things immortal man was made,God's image, latest from His hand.

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ANGELS OF THOUGHT

LILLIAN BARKER BEEDE.

Angels of thought in their heavenward flightBore on their pinions this prayer one night,Woven with love in the silent loom,Fragrant with faith through the seeming gloom:I thank Thee, Lord, for knowing,For courage to declare,Thought all to sense is darkness,The light of Truth is there.
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TRANSFIGURATION

MARY L. CUMMINS.

To scale the height with thee, thou Christ divine,To find my consciousness fresh filled with thine,To learn of thee in lone communion sweetAnd feel my thought go out Truth's thought to meet!Oh, then, as from the mount my steps descend—This mount of Love—I lift my eyes and seeThe poor, the sick, the sinning, needing thee,And stretch out hands to all humanity,That to the Father's house their feet may wend.
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HO! COME YE TO THE WATERS!

CHAS. C. SANDELIN.

Ho ! Come ye to the waters! Drink! No feeFor all thou drinkest shall be required of thee;For free to all this precious draft is given,To high, to low, to whole or riven,Who thirst in darkness, knowing not that here—Aye, at their side—is water pure and clear.

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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.

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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 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 Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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LIFT UP THINE EYES

CHARLES C. SANDELIN.

Art thou aweary, friend?
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LOVE'S BOUNTY

JOSEPH MOSDELL.

There is no power save Love,Resistless, tender, true,In all the worlds above,The universe all through,—In heaven, on earth, and e'en in hell,Throughout all time, in every place,There omnipresent Love must dwell,As universal as is space.
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GRATITUDE

HON. ELEANOUR NORTON.

I Saw the beauty of the sunrise fallUpon a foam of blossoms red and white,Stirring with nested birds whose little callOf eager life gave exquisite delight,And marveled at the heart of God! He knowsLove lies behind the flaming of the rose!
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DE PROFUNDIS

WARWICK JAMES PRICE.

FROM stormy deeps men cry to Thee for aid,Their suppliant pleadings lost in ocean's roar,Trembling and cowering, belittled, sore afraid,Hearing God's anger in the sea at war.
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As the glorious dawn of morning light...

ANON

As the glorious dawn of morning lightBrings forth the foreground into sight,Revealing form and beauty rareOf mountain, forest, flowers fair,As guardian with protecting graceOf tiniest nook or largest place;So doth the glory of our LordBring to our inner sight the WordMade flesh, its truth and fullest grace,Its depths of wisdom, sweetest face;Of perfect Love, no great, no small,—Our rereward, guardian, All-in-all.
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A THOUGHT FOR EVERY DAY

FREDERICK M. STEELE.

If you, my friend,—just you and I,—Should smile instead of worry;If, as the days and moments flyAmid life's stress and hurry,We aim to make our thoughts more kind.