Here May. (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Here May. the opening words, a series of short prayers, within the heart of the prayer, that this church would ...
Here May. the opening words, a series of short prayers, within the heart of the prayer, that this church would ...
A single voice, or so it would seem, a wondrous truth, the call of this congregation and the love of ...
At the end of the Thanksgiving service, she shared the affirmation of her call, her turn before the committee, She ...
Shine in the darkness Hear God's call in the wilderness Answer "Here I am Lord, use me" Never forget God's ...
Share Christ's love in the world Hear the cry of the people Yearn to know God better Always be a ...
Renew yourself with God's Word Use your gifts to bring others to God Thank God without ceasing Hear His call ...
Rail against injustice Advocate for the rights of the weak in court, in the gate, and in the schools Yearn ...
Employ your gifts for His glory Remember the lessons you have been taught Invoke His name in blessings Communicate His ...
Oh Leaves of Red of leaves of red what would the father have said to see so many leaves of ...
New patrolman and law student Brothers Between classes Debating, over lunch Gray edges of law Exigent circumstances Criminal procedure Search ...
Red Sox, Patriots, UNH Hockey. Soccer, football, NASCAR and others too great to number Budweiser, Cape Cod chips Nachos, Pepto ...
Red Sox win Yankees lose A story so big It led the news Bumped politics Down the page It may ...
An old woman likes to melt her husband. She puts him in a melting device, and he pours out the ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory. Neither Patriarch nor ...
I could not prove the Years had feet -- Yet confident they run Am I, from symptoms that are past ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
Make your daily monument the Ego, use a masochist's epistemology of shame and dog-eared certainty that others less exacting might ...
In a blue series towards his sleepy eyes they slid like wonder, women tall & small, of every shape & ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily like a dog looking for a place to sleep in, listen to ...
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