Ten Cents A Bushel (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
"The level sunrise brings a simple glory To hoarfrost in November. Brilliance soft Lives in the buffalo grass of prairie ...
"The level sunrise brings a simple glory To hoarfrost in November. Brilliance soft Lives in the buffalo grass of prairie ...
WHENEVER you meet with a man from homeWho laughs at the falls and the fences here,Who tells you of crackers ...
Sometimes, O Lord, thou lightest in my headA lamp that well might pharos all the lands;Anon the light will neither ...
Lord, Thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell; An little house, whose humble roof Is weather-proof; Under the ...
To standing in storm to cry out in the wilderness to preach the love of Christ whether or not they ...
Light up my life ignite the candles individual flames alit endless candelabra tiered and terraced adoring the courts of my ...
Not to be hidden under a bushel upon a lamp stand into their hearts The grace we are given gifts ...
The snow, the bushel, the blanket of white nothing, the light not hidden shining forth, through the coating the deep ...
That same bright star shining in our hearts high up in heaven his star, the star of the savior the ...
His light, shining within you his Spirit guiding your steps His voice, if we choose to hear living within our ...
The light within us shining through our lives our words our actions His light shining in all we do while ...
In the darkness the world around us His light shining in the work of his disciples' lives His light shining ...
Light to the world his light, reflected in us, through us, living within us we the bushel, the lamp stand ...
One year since You opened your heart to me. To share deep feelings To take a chance. Love, lust, fear ...
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
SPEAK, sir, and be wise. Speak choosing your words, sir, like an old woman over a bushel of apples. (Carl ...
HOW much do you love me, a million bushels? Oh, a lot more than that, Oh, a lot more. And ...
BURY this old Illinois farmer with respect. He slept the Illinois nights of his life after days of work in ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories