Poems

Teach Me

O teach me, Love, to see Thy face,Though storm and tumult rage around;To know where truth is, Thou art found,Thy glory filleth every place.

God's Goodness

God has been good to me.

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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 Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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Law

A truth most strange hath been revealed,In our Creator's perfect plan;When willing to become a child,One issues forth a mighty man.

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The Brave Pioneer

The brave pioneer on the rugged frontierIs a happier man, after all,With his thoughts leaping free as the waves of the sea.
From tree, and field, and shady nookThe birds their southward way are wending.

Be Not Afraid

The Love that breathed out "Peace, be still!"O'er stormy Galilee,While error's wave made swift response—'Tis this Love loveth thee,Loveth and calmeth thee.

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Anthology of classic articles III

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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Anthology of classic articles

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

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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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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Thy Will be Done

How often, when some cherished wish Love's wisdom has denied, We, in our wilfulness, have mourned And were not satisfied; But when the Horeb heights we gained, Love's wise withholding was explained.

The Steps

SEIZE your staff! beyond this height We shall find the Infinite Light! Gird your thigh! this sword shall hew Paths that reach the untroubled blue! Though dark mountains form the stair, It is ours to climb and dare! Law, truth, love—the peaks are three: Sinai, Olivet, Calvary!

The Eternal Now

THERE is no past, 'twas but a dream,— A phantom of the things that seem; The future is not ours, to say What will be, whether yea or nay.

The Way

THERE was time, when day most bright, To me seemed like the darkest night; Though I had eyes, I had not sight.

To a Mocking-Bird

Sweet child of joy, that waking ever pourestOut from a heart of love to Love's own heart thy lays,Fitting and perfect,—He whom thou adorestHath wakeful ear for thy perpetual praise!
PILGRIM, as the years roll by, See God's beauties all unfold;