Poems

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"Little Children, Love One Another."

BY BEATRICE ISABEL BEST.

"Little children, love one another," said three times, in a voice of unutterable tenderness and meaning, is, by some, supposed to have been the last public speech of John as Bishop of Ephesus.
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Washington's Birthday

Arthur J. Burdick

All honor to that day which long agoGave birth to him who Freedom's cause espoused;Who, by his ardor in the sacred fight,The fire and strength of patriots aroused;Who knew no master, save that One divineWhose strength was his, who knew no fear, save one—The fear of doing wrong! All hail the dayThat gave to Freedom's cause George Washington!

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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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In the Vineyard

BY WILLARD G. FLEMING

Why art thou downcast, O my soul, and why disquieted?

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"Sow beside All Waters"

Broadcast thy seed!Although some portion may be foundTo fall on uncongenial ground,Where sand, or shard, or stone may stayIts coming into light of day—Or when it comes, some pestilent airMay make it droop and wither there—Be not discouraged; some will findCongenial soil, and gentle wind,Refreshing dew, and ripening shower,To bring it into beauteous flower,From flower to fruit, to glad thine eyes,And fill thy soul with sweet surprise.
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Exultation!

BY E. F. V.

He "maketh the clouds His chariot!"And why should weFrom sorrow fleeIn fear and trepidation?
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"Humility's Seat"

BY P.

Oh , give me that seat in the corner,The lowliest, humblest chair:For the blind, the lame, deaf, and weary,Are sure to be lingering there;The hungry, the thirsty, and dying,Will be seeking a kind, helping hand:I will choose that low place in the corner,Where none but the Christian would stand.

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A spiritual perspective on politics

We've gathered a variety of guests for this series, each with wonderful spiritual insights and proof that these spiritual ideas are effective—even for something that looms large, like politics.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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

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 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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Departure and Call

By KEYES BECKER.

Upon the wings of mystic gloomThe old year drifteth far from sight;The final hours of latest nightOld Century's dying breath consume.
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Satisfied Longings

BY CLIFTON N. HILDUM.

My Father, God, to beNearer and nearer Thee,My only aim.
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Satisfied

BY MARY BAKER G. EDDY

It matters not,What be thy lot,So Love doth guide;For storm or shine—Pure peace is thine—Whate'er betide.
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The Healer

John G. Whittier

So stood of old the holy ChristAmidst the suffering throng;With whom his lightest touch sufficedTo make the weakest strong.
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Coming Day

BY KATE JONES

Heed not that error seems to holdUnbounded sway,—The darkest hour—'tis said of old—Precedes the day.
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The Lash

Martha Gilbert Dickinson

'Tis not the sunshine or the blessedness of life,Nor love, the healer of despair,Nor laurels torn from sullen fields of strife,Nor nightfall's certitude of care—I most thank God for; 'tis the lash!That cuts my faceTo one swift surging consciousness,That I all but betrayed a royal placeAnd pawned my soul for fate's caress.