Poems

All's Well

As the ship speeds beneath the silent sky,O'er the vast spaces of the moonlit sea,And one lies quiet, listening dreamily,How sweet it is to hear watchman's cry:"All's well—the lights are burning bright!"And then to sleep in safety thro' the night.

Angels

We look not for the angels o'er the riverCircling in changless brightness round the Throne.

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Anthology of classic articles II

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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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Abiding

Abide with me! Fast breaks the morning Light,Our day-star rises, banishing all night;Thou art our strength, oh Truth that maketh free!We would unfailingly abide in Thee.

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Hope

Does the path seem dark and dreary,Limitless the reign of night?

Peace, be Still

Be still, oh restless heart, and knowThat God is All—in—all;That from His gracious, outstretched handNo ills nor sorrows fall.

Permanence and Praise

Infinite Spirit! unceasingly breathingBlessings unmeasured on all, as on me,Thy peace like a river,In tenderness ever,Meets fully the need of the earnest heart's plea,My thought now adoring,Its praise is outpouringIn anthems of love, that I'm ever with Thee.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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'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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The Beauty of Holiness

Oh , worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness,     Wholly apart from sin;Wholly one with the heavenly throng,Conscious of the peaceful song     Of angel thoughts within.

God is Love

God is Love! sweet bells are ringing;God is Love! Heaven's choir is singing;Flowers of earth on hill and plainEcho back the sweet refrain,"God is Love.
In speaking of a person's faults,Pray don't forget your own;Remember, those in homes of glassShould never throw a stone.

Keeping Guard

What darkens now my window pane?
The following is the correct reading of the second stanza of the poem published on page 379 of the Sentinel for February 14:—

Our Blessings

Our blessings should be sought, not claimed,—Cherished, not watched with jealous eye;Love is too precious to be named,Save with a reverence deep and high