Invisible Walls (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Divisions, difference, distinctions to separate, not of God's hands, human barriers invisible walls, of race, gender, of color, of culture ...
Poems about reconciled (31 Poems)
Two Visions (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sending and to receive changing, by faith, by their trust Seeing a new vision, a new order Jew and Gentile, ...
My Prayers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of my prayers humbly to You raising my brothers, my sisters, this world lifting them up to you oh ...
We Rely (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On God's grace whether we are aware or not His grace has already been given an unmerited free gift on ...
Drinking from the Deep Well (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Drinking from the deep well the living water of your story words of scripture, the story of God how he ...
Reconciled to Him (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For we were born in his image, when we fell, we needed your grace, restore the image of God through ...
Claimed by God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A named member the family of God we each are claimed by God brought back into relationship reconciled to our ...
Offered (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hands outstretched reaching for us; hoping we would accept the offer the gift of love, of grace, of mercy sacrifice ...
He Will Come Again (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The fulfillment of the scripture is not yet done for He will come again That is the promise, the hope ...
Knew No Sin (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Made him to be sin, stained with our blood the read stain of our unfaithfulness, washed over him coloring him ...
Reconciling (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Reconciling concepts of God the unity of the God of Abraham, the God of Jesus, the way, the truth, the ...
Shuffle-Shoon and Amber-Locks (Eugene Field Poem)
Shuffle-Shoon and Amber-Locks Sit together, building blocks; Shuffle-Shoon is old and grey, Amber-Locks a little child, But together at their ...
Sicilian Lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
Hush, little one, and fold your hands; The sun hath set, the moon is high; The sea is singing to ...
Marthy’s younkit (Eugene Field Poems)
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it ...
Hymn (Eugene Field Poem)
(FROM THE GERMAN OF MARTIN LUTHER) O heart of mine! lift up thine eyes And see who in yon manger ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Brown’s Descent (Robert Frost Poems)
Brown lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores ...
Merlin I (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
Ode To William H. Channing (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
Merlin (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages (T. S. Eliot Poem)
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
At Melville’s Tomb (Hart Crane Poems)
Often beneath the wave, wide from this ledge The dice of drowned men's bones he saw bequeath An embassy. Their ...
Forgetfulness (Hart Crane Poem)
Forgetfulness is like a song That, freed from beat and measure, wanders. Forgetfulness is like a bird whose wings are ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Protus (Robert Browning Poem)
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
Mother and Poet (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
Sonnet 33 – Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear The name I used to run at, when a child, From ...