Poems

If

If men would cease to worryAnd women cease to sigh,Doctors would have to plod afootInstead of riding by.

A Prophecy

I CHANT the world on my western sea.

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Anthology of classic articles II

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles.

From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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A grain of prudence far outweighs a pound of cunning craft.

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Just drop into our store to-dayAnd see the prices fall.
They sawed off his arms and his legs,They took out his jugular vein;They put fancy frills on his lungs,And they deftly extracted his brain.

CUT IT SHORT

If you've got a thought that's happy Boil it down; Make it short and crisp and snappy—Boil it down.

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Get to know God: The “omnis”

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

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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.

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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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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THE CLOUD OVER VICTORY

The pomp and stately pageantry of War,Fame's trumpet-tongue, delights to spread afarIts gallant prowess, deeds of high empriseWin for the Victors praise from hearts and eyes.

A DEDICATORY POEM

A poem by Mary Baker Eddy to commemorate the launch of the Sentinel in 1898.