Personally Responsible (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God's judgment on the whole people on each one individually personally responsible following false prophets corrupt leaders bowing to man-made ...
God's judgment on the whole people on each one individually personally responsible following false prophets corrupt leaders bowing to man-made ...
My prayer, for my words the ancient words of Christ beginning in that upper room passed down from the saints ...
"Follow me and I will make you fishers of men", so was the call of the first disciples, of us ...
A personal, specific, individual blessing, you are blessed You, I, blessed by the Savior affirming God's favor, directly, personally, intimately ...
A prophet, by the hand of God touching his mouth, his lips putting His words into Jeremiah's mouth Literally, commissioned ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
A single Clover Plank Was all that saved a Bee A Bee I personally knew From sinking in the sky ...
it gets run over by a van. you find it at the side of the road and bury it. you ...
Behold I bring you tidings of great joyâ?" especially now that the snow & gale are stillâ?" for Henry is ...
Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry: some flurries have whitened the edges of roads and lawns: time ...
1 TO conclude-I announce what comes after me; I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for the present, depart. ...
1 FLOOD-TIDE below me! I watch you face to face; Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! ...
I loved you, and I probably still do, And for a while the feeling may remain... But let my love ...
O sing, fair lady, when with me Sad songs of Georgia no more: They bring into my memory Another life, ...
The wondrous moment of our meeting... Still I remember you appear Before me like a vision fleeting, A beauty's angel ...
I love you - though it makes me beat, Though vain it seems, and melancholy - Yet to this shameless, ...
Storm-clouds hurtle, storm-clouds hover; Flying snow is set alight By the moon whose form they cover; Blurred the heavens, blurred ...
Children running into izba, Calling father, dripping sweat: "Daddy, daddy! come -- there is a Deadman caught inside our net." ...
A flower - shrivelled, bare of fragrance, Forgotten on a page - I see, And instantly my soul awakens, Filled ...
In lakeside leafy groves, a friar Escaped all worries; there he passed His summer days in constant prayer, Deep studies ...
People live forever in Jacksonville and St. Petersburg and Tampa, But you don't have to live forever to become a ...
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