Poems

The Star

The star that shone so long agoO'er Bethlehem afar,That cheered the shepherds' wakeful eyes,And brought such wonder to the wise—Still shines that ancient star.

The Christ Child

We think of him as a little child who came long, long ago,To bring his thoughts of purity to heal a world of woe.

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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 Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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The Journey

WE need not remember the fearing, The anguish that crowded the night.

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Father , I thank Thee for these clearer raysOf Truth, the evening radiance and morning glow.

Confidence

Above the storms of passionAnd murmurs of self-will,The voice of Truth still whispersThe message, Peace, be still;And through the night of sorrowUpon life's restless sea,Love calms the waves of error,In silent victory.
[From The Christian Science Monitor (Copyright)]

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Changing your world

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series—and discover how your prayers can make a difference in the world.

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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.

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 Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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Evensong

DEAR Father-Mother Love, the day is ending—Day that began anew with praise to Thee; Dawn touched the mountain peaks to rose; descending, Tinged the blue mist of valley gloriously.

"The poppies of Flanders"

HE is not there; beneath the flowers of sleep He knows nor sleep nor dull forgetfulness.

My Garden

I KNOW a hidden garden, where In Mind's sweet solitude, Pure thoughts unfold like flowers rare, And nothing thrives but good.

"Neither do I condemn thee"

IN song, in speech, and in story, Sounds ever the sad refrain: The bird with the broken pinion Soars never so high again!

Truth's Prism

It glistens in the mellow glow of God's unending morn, A beacon star to light the way for legions yet unborn.

Thanks

For the great sky and the great seaAnd all the great strong things there be,We thank Thee, Lord!