Month: November 2017

Praise the Lord for His Goodness!

God’s Goodness

See Psalm 107

Praise the Lord for His Goodness!
Behold, everything real is the creation of Love,
And Love is the Allness of good.

Praise the Lord for His Goodness!
Behold the unity that is in infinite Mind,
Unspeakable harmony and peace.

Praise the Lord for His Goodness!
Behold the compassion of the Christ-thought,
Revealing our eternal perfection.

Praise the Lord for His Goodness!
Behold the fulness of life in the I AM THAT I AM
The perfect proof of Life unchanging.

Praise the Lord for His Goodness!
Behold and see! Behold and see!
Behold! The Mind Expressed is ME!

The Serpent Vanishes

The snake that never was!

The serpent coiled
around the tree
And said
“I sure can make you free!”
It winked
and grinned
and looked
quite sly
and said
“Go on, do have a try!
Please believe me,
make me real,
Without your thought,
I can’t appeal,
For anything
you want
to do
is simply
up to

The man of God stood strong and tall-
He knew for sure that God is ALL.
In his expression of one Mind
No serpent thought could be entwined.
Indeed no error could find place
For God and man stood face to face.
And like a dream when I’m awake
There clearly never was a snake!




Yes, mama/papa, I acknowledge my true spiritual heritage as of Thee.


Before time and for eternity, as Thy image, I am Thy present thought.


Your infinite substance is my tangible good and glorious perfection.
It is limitless. A cup that runneth over.
How blessed I am!

Thank you for everything!


Luke 15:31 Son
Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine.
Gen. 1:31 God (to 1st .)
God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good.
©Ken Cooper 2017

Oh Stand in Awe!

125. Oh Stand in Awe

I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully
made: marvelous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.”

Ps 139:14

Oh stand in awe of what you are:
True substance, Life and Love expressed.
Glorious, shining as a star
Maintained by Mind at God’s behest.

Maintained by Mind Oh marvel be! –
God’s treasure of Himself expressed.
The wonders of perfection see;
Behold creation, by God blessed!

Behold creation, stand in awe,
At one with Truth unchanging.
In pure perfection there’s no more:
Great gratitude far ranging.

Great gratitude in endless praise,
I thank Thee God for all I am.
As Love’s reflection thus ablaze:
I am this marvel: God-made man!


Mind-made man
Spirit-made man
Soul-made man
Principle-made man
Life-made man
Truth-made man
Love-made man!

See S&H 465:8-10

Clothed Anew

203b Clothed Anew                                  Luke 12:27,28

I saw the clothes in Tailor’s shop,
They looked just made for me.
I tried them on, they fitted snug,
My purchase meant to be.

One piece it shone like Life divine,
Another showed much Love!
And fully wrapped with strongest Truth,
All fitted like a glove.

I asked how much the garments cost,
The Tailor said “They’re free!
These clothes divine are heaven made
And glow with purity!”

I felt so good in wearing them,
It gave me vision new,
I quite forgot what I had worn,
Old mortal clothes were through!

For when I left the changing room
There was no turning back:
I realised that with these clothes
I never more would lack.

Life, Truth and Love now what I wear,
They’re perfect and sublime.
Thus I express what’s Tailor-made,
And wear them all the time.
II Cor 5:1-4
For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed upon with our house which is from heaven: If so be that being clothed we shall not be found naked. For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life.

Luke 12:27,28
Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothe the grass, which is to-day in the field, and to-morrow is cast into the oven; how much more
will he clothe you, O ye of little faith?