Bound by Our Fears (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Timid disciples captive to the world failing to speak to carry God's holy word Bound by our fears setting peoples ...
Timid disciples captive to the world failing to speak to carry God's holy word Bound by our fears setting peoples ...
Anyone different like Mary before us in the dust at our feet looking up at Jesus An indictment, now as ...
The unity of the Spirit calling to us ever guiding us if we are willing motivated by love to serve ...
What do we fear that keeps us in our seats when we should be persecuted like Jesus our lives in ...
Will our model be the disciples cowering in the boat sitting when Christ called them to come, to walk on ...
What do we risk in this life if we stand in the background if we speak but do not act ...
We are the other sheep not part of the first flock brought one through Jesus through his gift on the ...
The freedoms cut off taking them away shooting them in the street driving them into fear Killing their speech the ...
The struggle for freedom cloaked in his repression the protesters taken away abducted in the night The people fearful hearing ...
Stopping in our worship offering up a praise a thanksgiving for our freedom thankful for the difference what we take ...
Happy to consider the profound difference the freedoms we cherish to pray for their struggle to shake off the yoke ...
The continents colliding the forces of change the entrenched power not willing to go Changing the face of a region ...
A prayer for the continent that there would be springs in Africa that the land would know waters rising from ...
From the Sea, Galilee, From the Jordan the waters into which Christ fell dying to his life, to the stain ...
I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house Of one room and one window and one ...
The Candidate, answering a question about El Salvador, generalized by saying he thought we should support human rights everywhere they ...
Tales in the beginning didn't begin in the telling, they would have started no doubt, but not without a concrete ...
Captain AJ Shout, VC, MC, MID (& bar), who died at Gallipoli of wounds and was posthumously awarded the VC, ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
All night they whine upon their ropes and boom against the dock with helpless prows: these little ships that are ...
As those of old drank mummia To fire their limbs of lead, Making dead kings from Africa Stand pandar to ...
ANDROMACHE, I think of you! The stream, The poor, sad mirror where in bygone days Shone all the majesty of ...
Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
1. Then the Inhabitants of those Cities: Felt their Nerves change into Marrow And hardening Bones began In swift diseases ...
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc, When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode: His ...
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