A Loving Servant (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My Lord, my savior a loving servant of the master the father, the creator loyal to death, even on the ...
My Lord, my savior a loving servant of the master the father, the creator loyal to death, even on the ...
A willing, a more perfect sacrifice the lamb of God, sacrificed on the mountain the new Isaac, the firstborn son, ...
Choosing to be paired, yoked to the Christ, following the command the instruction of the Father serving in the field, ...
"Take this cup, Oh Father" were the words of the son, the beloved, the holy child grown to be the ...
Unique to man, alone in the animal world the freedom to choose, to make your own path to set priorities, ...
Like putting on a favorite coat, our glasses a second skin Choosing to subordinate our will and take up our ...
Mine, it is mine, give me what is mine. How often hear that, say that, whether in word or in ...
She smiled at me, with my bouquet of roses, freshly brought up from their hiding place in the cold basement ...
He moved to ministry Washed in the Jordan, touched by the dove, anointed by water, the Word of God, the ...
Impossible questions, real-life questions rang through the church this week, hard painful impossible questions of loss of death in sudden ...
We all can do our part, to stand up in faith, trusting in God, and do the right thing, argue ...
Divine retribution, for false piety setting oneself as separate, as knowing God then choosing to do evil, a person, a ...
Words cannot describe the wonder of discovery the play and banter preschoolers and kindergarten learning exploring, awakening to sound and ...
The Bible, the ultimate frequently cited authority, the basis for the arguments over and over again. A legal term of ...
Choosing to be adopted ah, that is the key point isn't it A different act, when it is a purposeful ...
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman, Some type of supernatural creature. My mother would tell you, ...
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
Renunciation -- is a piercing Virtue -- The letting go A Presence -- for an Expectation -- Not now -- ...
One and One -- are One -- Two -- be finished using -- Well enough for Schools -- But for ...
I had no Cause to be awake -- My Best -- was gone to sleep -- And Morn a new ...
The problem was the manner of choice (or whether there was a choice for that matter) as you had taken ...
Were meetings predestined then ours was intended, great oracles decreed it as fate, and the auguries chattered with sweet benefactors ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
This boy, of course, was dead, whatever that might mean. And nobly dead. I think we should feel he was ...
Come to the banquet -- triumph in your songs! Strike up the chords -- and sing of Victory! The oppressed ...
The little letters dance across the page, Flaunt and retire, and trick the tired eyes; Sick of the strain, the ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
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