Poems

O Troubled over Many Things

O troubled over many things,Choose thou the better part,—Service unconscious of itselfAnd childlikeness of heart.
The drowsy hum of insects wingingTheir hovering flight from flower to flower,The joyous sound of gay birds singingFrom field and fence and hidden bower,The garden's bright-hued treasures clinging,To parent stem in close embrace,The roses all a-bloom are swingingGay captives in the warm wind's chase.

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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.

From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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Harvest

Oh, seeker after happiness, Ploughing life's fallow field,

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Song at Sunrise

The bonny sun in the east,And hills and fields are fanes of greenO'erlaid with gold, like solemn chordsWith lilting melodies between.

The Call

Arise, strike off thy fetters!Be error's thrall no more.

The New Day

Lord , when the wistful gray of new day—breakingDeepens to joyous gold,—maturer morn,—Gladly my heart, its fears of night forsaking,Turneth to Thee, in whom all hope is born.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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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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Fear Nothing

Fear nothing, freedom least of all.

At Rest

On twig and bough,In tiny nest,Each little birdIs safe at rest,Love's watchful eye beholding.

Inward Life

O'er broad white fields the gusty North Wind blewAgainst the beeches iron-limbed and gray,And hurled its darts, and snowy mounds upthrew;Nor yet one fluttering banner took away.
Broad meadows clothed with tenderest green,And patient trees their leaves just showing.

Her Birthday

Every day is your birthday, dear;Every day in all the yearThe loving Father gives to youBirthday gifts all fresh and new:Joyous life that cannot cease,Blessed truth that bringeth peace,Love that doth all good increase.

He is Risen!

In the shining, heavenward wayWhite-robed lilies bloom to-day,Waxen petals, full of grace,Bear the message now we trace,He is Risen!