The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
Poems about agnes (28 Poems)
At Peace in Our Worry (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Keeping life in perspective whatever may come our way focused on Jesus our Savior, every day We may be at ...
I rose, went forth (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My chains released from worry, the world turned inward to my sacred Lord I rose, went forth feeling his love ...
What little faith we have (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In this world of illusion of lies of self-reliance of the shoulder to the wheel and lifting up our own ...
Justified in Christ (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Why so timid, O Christian we should be singing not focused on the here and now focused on our tomorrows ...
Unbound from These Chains (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Liberty in this offering this blessing of Christ to loose the bonds of captivity the chains of this life Worry ...
My heart is free (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
May I shout sing out loud my heart is free my chains are gone My prayer, oh Lord only to ...
My chains fell off (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When I focus on you only on you, my Savior, my God away from the world my chains fell off ...
I rose and followed thee (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My heart free, unbound by the chains I rose, and followed thee Oh how I wish, this was the way ...
In God’s Silence (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
God with us waiting for our stillness to center ourselves to slough off the world In God's silence holy service ...
In Our Stillness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Meaning, peace in our stillness centering on God in the truth of his words Love unending in sending the Son ...
Do Not Be Worried (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words of Christ speaking to us each of us hearing his words just for us Do not be worried ...
Calm within our spirits (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If we could let go leave our worries if we could be like the grasses and simply be How much ...
Focused on Worry (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The question hanging like the Sword of Damocles offered up that we would hear the message for us in the ...
Measured by God’s Love (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
The scripture's message teaching us not to worry embedded in the love of God In providing the Savior the Son ...
Measured by God’s Grace (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
If we need to more fully understand the words of the scripture if we are to believe we can trust ...
His Grace Now (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In turning to him in our struggles letting down our burdens in releasing our cares to the four winds His ...
Of Infinite Value (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What we are worth far more than the grasses the lilies of the field and the birds of the air ...
Worth Far Less (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our lives so much more valuable than our constant struggles our worries worth far less than the energy we invest ...
In Union with God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The wisdom of her quotation a life like few others focused on service love for one another Offering wisdom from ...
Fruits Growing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Starting in humble silence a life dedicated to God listening for his message where we should serve Hope in the ...
Like a Dog with a Bone (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not letting go carrying our worry with us always like a dog with a bone So much comfort peace in ...
The Folly of Worry (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Only indigestion discomfort, blood pressure not much more does our worry produce The folly of worry that we could fix ...
The Sick Abbess (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
EXAMPLE often proves of sov'reign use; At other times it cherishes abuse; 'Tis not my purpose, howsoe'er, to tell Which ...
The Spectacles (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
The Convent Gardener Of Lamporechio (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
Snowbirds (Peter Conners Poem)
My maternal grandparents were snowbirds; the scent of their plumage an evergreen air freshener dangling off the rearview mirror of ...
Eclogues (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...