Poems

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If I Can Live

Helen Hunt Jackson

If I can live To make some pale face brighter, and to give A second lustre to some tear-dimmed eye, Or e'en impart One throb of comfort to an aching heart, Or cheer some wayworn soul in passing by;
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son's Ten Rules

Never put off until to-morrow what you can do to-day.

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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 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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Serving

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

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Love's Recompense

BY MRS. JENNIE W. BRIGGS

AMID the turmoil and the strifeOf all we deem this mortal life,Take time to send a loving thoughtTo one whose hours with pain are fraught,Whose days are full of weariness,And nights of lonely restlessness,And it will soothe the weary breastAnd to the restless heart bring rest,And it will grow, and travel onTo bless some other weary one,And in thine hour of deep distressIt will return to cheer and bless,So beautiful and tender grownThou'lt scarce recall it as thine own;But think an angel visitantFrom out the gracious heavens sentTo bear a healing balm to thee,Such is Love's helpful ministry.
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Christ's Advent

BY CLARENCE A. BUSKIRK.

Foretold by prophet, seer, and bard,By signs and portents heralded,The true Messiah lived and bled,Yet few there were who knew their Lord.
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Listen Well

BY EVELYN NOBLE SCHROEDER.

In myriad ways God sends His word,And if we but listen wellWe learn how leaf, and wave, and sun,The wondrous story tell.

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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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A spiritual approach to mental health

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

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 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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Shadows

BY ANNIE MARIE BLISS.

IN my path a shadow lay,Stretched before me long and dark;And I feared the next step onward,With a heaviness of heart.
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True Living

Bonar

Be what thou seemest; live thy creed;Hold up to earth the torch divine;Be what thou prayest to be made;Let the great Master's steps be thine.
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Sweet Sabbath Day

BY M. E. O.

SOFT tints of Light, in purple bars,Proclaim a new-born day;Its heralders, the morning stars,And th' soaring lark's sweet layThat calls all Nature to ariseThis Sabbath morn to greet,And to the Ruler of the skies,Give praise and homage meet.
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"Hosanna in the Highest."

BY ANNE DODGE.

Shepherd , Thou hear'st us when we call to Thee,Tossed on the billows of an angry sea,And from the darkness of a hopeless night,Thou lead'st us gently to Thy glorious Light.
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Trust in God

BY WILLIAM CROFTS.

Trust in God, and be at rest;Trust Him, what He wills is best;Let no fears your peace molest,Trust in God.
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Abide in Me

Anon

When darkness for a season seemsTo hide the light whose steady beamsAre shining still, though not a rayIs seen, and help seems far away,When loneliness and doubt besetOur faith, and life becomes regret,Then, dear friend, know that in this hourOur God is near, and with His powerHis mighty hand with loving sweepRolls back the memories that weepUntil the "still, small voice" that saidIn olden time, "Be not afraid,"Is heard again, and speaks to thee,"Thou art my child, abide in Me.