mouth.

Millions of unprejudiced minds—simple seekers for Truth, weary wanderers, athirst in the desert—are waiting and watching for rest and drink. Give them a cup of cold water in Christ's name, and never fear the consequences. What if the old dragon sends forth a new flood, to drown the Christ-idea? He can neither drown your voice with its roar, nor again sink the world into the deep waters of chaos and old night. In this age the earth will help the woman; the spiritual idea will be understood. Those ready for the blessing you impart will give thanks. The waters will be pacified, and Christ will command the wave.

When God heals the sick or the sinful, they should know the great benefit Mind has wrought. They should also know the great delusion of mortal mind, when it makes them sick or sinful. Many are willing to open the eyes of the people to the power of good resident in divine Mind; but they are not as willing to point out the evil in human thought, and expose its hidden mental ways of accomplishing iniquity.

Why this backwardness, since exposure is necessary, to ensure the avoidance of the evil? Because people like you better when you tell them their virtues, than when you tell them their vices. It requires the spirit of our great Master to tell a man his faults, and so risk human displeasure, for the sake of doing right and benefiting our race. Who is telling mankind of their foe in ambush? Is the informer one who sees the foe? If so, listen and be wise. Escape from evil, and designate those as unfaithful stewards, who have seen the danger and yet have given no warning.

At all times, and under all circumstances, overcome evil with Good. Know thyself, and God will supply the wisdom and the occasion for a victory over evil. Clad in the panoply of Love, human hatred cannot reach you. The cement of a higher humanity will unite all interests in the one Divinity.

HYMNS.

BY REV. MARY BAKER EDDY.

(Set to the Church chimes and sung on this occasion.)

LAYING THE CORNER STONE.

  Laus Deo, it is done.
  Rolled away from loving heart
  Is a stone,—
  Joyous, risen, we depart
  Having one.

  Laus Deo,—on this rock
  (Heaven chiseled squarely good)
  Stands His Church—
  God is Love and understood
  By His flock.

  Laus Deo, night starlit
  Slumbers not in God's embrace;
  Then oh, man!
  Like this stone be in thy place;
  Stand, not sit.

  Cold, silent, stately stone,
  Dirge and song and shoutings low,
  In thy heart
  Dwell serene,—and sorrow? No,
  It has none,
  Laus Deo!

FEED MY SHEEP.

  Shepherd, show me how to go
  O'er the hillside steep,
  How to gather, how to sow,
  How to feed Thy sheep;
  I will listen for Thy voice,
  Lest my footsteps stray,
  I will follow and rejoice
  All the rugged way.

  Thou wilt bind the stubborn will,
  Wound the callous breast,
  Make self righteousness be still,
  Break earth's stupid rest;
  Strangers on a barren shore
  Lab'ring long and lone—
  We would enter by the door,
  And Thou know'st Thine own.

  So when day grows dark and cold,
  Tear or triumph harms,
  Lead Thy lambkins to the fold,
  Take them in Thine arms;
  Feed the hungry, heal the heart,
  Till the morning's beam;
  White as wool, ere they depart—
  Shepherd, wash them clean.

CHRIST MY REFUGE.

  O'er waiting harpstrings of the mind
    There sweeps a strain,
  Low, sad, and sweet, whose measures bind
    The power of pain

  And wake a white-winged angel throng
    Of thoughts, illumed
  By faith, and breathed in raptured song,
    With love perfumed.

  Then His unveiled, sweet mercies show
    Life's burdens light.
  We kiss the cross, and wait to know
    A world more bright.

  And o'er earth's troubled, angry sea
    We see Christ walk,
  And come to us, and tenderly,
    Divinely talk.

  Thus Truth engrounds me on the Rock
    Upon Life's shore;
  'Gainst which the winds and waves can shock,
    Oh, nevermore!

  From tired joy and grief afar,
    And nearer Thee,—
  Father, where Thine own children are,
    I love to be.

  My prayer, some daily good to do
    To Thine, for Thee,—
  Some offering pure of Love, whereto
    God leadeth me.

NOTE.—The land whereon stands The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston, was first purchased by the church and society. Owing to a heavy loss they were unable to pay the mortgage, therefore I paid it and through trustees gave back the land to the church.

In 1892 I had to recover the land from the trustees, reorganize the church, and reobtain its charter—not, however, through the state commissioner, who refused to grant it, but by means of a statute of the state, and through Directors regive the land to the church. In 1895 I reconstructed my original system of ministry and church government. Thus committed to the providence of God, the prosperity of this church is unsurpassed.

From first to last the Mother church seemed type and shadow of the warfare between the flesh and Spirit, even that shadow, whose substance is the divine Spirit, imperatively propelling the greatest moral, physical, civil, and religious reform ever known on earth. In the words of the Prophet: "The shadow of a great Rock in a weary land."

This church was dedicated on January 6, anciently one of the many dates selected and observed in the East as the day of the birth and baptism of our Master Metaphysician, Jesus of Nazareth.

Christian Scientists, their children, and grandchildren to the latest generations, inevitably love one another with that love wherewith Christ loveth us. A love unselfish, unambitious, impartial, universal,—that loves only because it is Love. Moreover, they love their enemies, even those that hate them. This we all must do to be Christian Scientists in spirit and in truth. I long, and live, to see this love demonstrated. I am seeking and praying for it to inhabit my own heart and to be made manifest in my life. Who will unite with me in this pure purpose, and faithfully struggle till it be accomplished? Let this be our Christian endeavor society which Christ organizes and blesses.

While we entertain due respect and fellowship for what is good and doing good in all denominations of religion, and shun whatever would isolate us from a true sense of goodness in others—we cannot serve mammon.

Christian Scientists are really united to only that which is Christlike, but they are not indifferent to the welfare of any one. To perpetuate a cold distance between our denomination and other sects, and close the door on church or individuals—however much this is done to us—is not Christian Science. Go not into the way of the unchristly, but wheresoever you recognize a clear expression of God's likeness, there abide in confidence and hope.

Our unity with churches