Poems

Heart's Ease

OF all things good on earth I am most sought, And yet, albeit, I am rarely found; I cannot be with countless millions bought, And bootless ye may search earth's farthest bound.

My Refuge

HARD pressed on every hand, Yet not dismayed.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

From Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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Memory of Good Deeds

The memory of good deeds will ever stay, A lamp to light us on the darkened way, A music to the ear on clamoring street, A cooling well amid the noonday heat.

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I am not earth-born.

The Bells

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light:The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Affluence

The fingers of each shrub and tree,In the dark earth grope trustinglyFor what they need; and He who knows

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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.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

Listen to gain deeper insight into the four “omnis”—omnipresence, omnipotence, omniscience, and omniaction.

From Free from Contagion

Bringing our prayers to the threat of contagion

Prayer can lift us out of the swirl of fear, and it can be a calming, healing influence in our communities as well.

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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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O Little Town of Bethlehem

O LITTLE town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, The silent stars go by.

All is Thine

WHY worry for the future?

The Sky of the Heart

A fallen leaf on a flowing stream,And on the water a moment's gleamOf sunshine—and the chilling grayO'erspreads more coldly the autumn day.

Art

At her light touch.

If Men were Wise

WHAT might be done if men were wise—What glorious deeds, my suffering brother,Would they uniteIn love and right,And cease their scorn of one another?
BRIGHTEST star in darkest night,Christ's our Comrade in the fight.