Books by Mary Baker Eddy

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A sermon:*1

Text:  And these signs shall follow them that believe; In my name
shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues; they
shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall
not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall
recover. - Mark xvi. 17, 18.

History repeats itself; to-morrow grows out of
today.  But Heaven's favors are formidable: they are
calls to higher duties, not discharge from care; and whoso
builds on less than an immortal basis, hath built on sand.
   We have asked, in our selfishness, to wait until the age
advanced to a more practical and spiritual religion before
arguing with the world the great subject of Christian healing;
but our answer was, "Then there were no cross to
take up, and less need of publishing the good news."  A
classic writes, -

       "At thirty, man suspects himself a fool;
       Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
       At fifty, chides his infamous delay,
       Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve."

The difference between religions is, that one religion has a
more spiritual basis and tendency than the other; and


the religion nearest right is that one.  The genius of
Christianity is works more than words; a calm and steadfast
communion with God; a tumult on earth, - religious
factions and prejudices arrayed against it, the synagogues
as of old closed upon it, while it reasons with the storm,
hurls the thunderbolt of truth, and stills the tempest of
error; scourged and condemned at every advancing footstep,
afterwards pardoned and adopted, but never seen
amid the smoke of battle.  Said the intrepid reformer,
Martin Luther: "I am weary of the world, and the world
is weary of me; the parting will be easy."  Said the more
gentle Melanchthon: "Old Adam is too strong for young
   And still another Christian hero, ere he passed from
his execution to a crown, added his testimony: "I have
fought a good fight, . . . I have kept the faith."  But
Jesus, the model of infinite patience, said: "Come unto
me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will
give you rest."  And he said this when bending beneath
the malice of the world.  But why should the world hate
Jesus, the loved of the Father, the loved of Love?  It was
that his spirituality rebuked their carnality, and gave this
proof of Christianity that religions had not given.  Again,
they knew it was not in the power of eloquence or a dead
rite to cast out error and heal the sick.  Past, present,
future magnifies his name who built, on Truth, eternity's
foundation stone, and sprinkled the altar of Love with
perpetual incense.


   Such Christianity requires neither hygiene nor drugs
wherewith to heal both mind and body; or, lacking these,
to show its helplessness.  The primitive privilege of Christianity
was to make men better, to cast out error, and heal
the sick.  It was a proof, more than a profession thereof;
a demonstration, more than a doctrine.  It was the foundation
of right thinking and right acting, and must be
reestablished on its former basis.  The stone which the
builders rejected must again become the head of the
corner.  In proportion as the personal and material element
stole into religion, it lost Christianity and the power
to heal; and the qualities of God as a person, instead of
the divine Principle that begets the quality, engrossed the

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