Mother’s Evening Prayer

This poem touches me. It makes me hit the pause button on fears and aches. In this quiet and receptive moment, I feel the healing presence of God. I feel His “peace and joy and power.” I learn again how I can rely on His spiritual laws to guide and heal me just as much – or more so – than we all rely on the laws of gravity and mathematics throughout our day.

Enjoy the poem. As well, be sure and listen to the first verse beautifully sung by The Vocal Majority.

Mother’s Evening Prayer
By Mary Baker Eddy

O gentle presence, peace and joy and power;
O Life divine, that owns each waiting hour,
Thou Love that guards the nestling’s faltering flight!
Keep Thou my child on upward wing tonight.

Love is our refuge; only with mine eye
Can I behold the snare, the pit, the fall:
His habitation high is here, and nigh,
His arm encircles me, and mine, and all.

O make me glad for every scalding tear,
For hope deferred, ingratitude, disdain!
Wait, and love more for every hate, and fear
No ill, — since God is good, and loss is gain.

Beneath the shadow of His mighty wing;
In that sweet secret of the narrow way,
Seeking and finding, with the angels sing:
“Lo, I am with you alway,” — watch and pray.

No snare, no fowler, pestilence or pain;
No night drops down upon the troubled breast,
When heaven’s aftersmile earth’s tear-drops gain,
And mother finds her home and heav’nly rest.

The Vocal Majority singing the first verse: 04 Oh, Gentle Presence

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