How Were They Changed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I wonder about the people standing in the water dripping on the shore of the Jordan River The disciples of ...
I wonder about the people standing in the water dripping on the shore of the Jordan River The disciples of ...
May we be baptized truly immersed in the water may we be drenched like Jesus in the Jordan River May ...
God's voice in the power shaking the whole earth whispering creation giving each their birth If we would but hear ...
Hearing the voice of God raining down from heaven resounding over the earth sometimes in whispers speaking directly to us ...
Standing in the Jordan feeling something happening dripping with the water repenting, being baptized A commotion in the river in ...
How must he have reacted standing beside Jesus in the water with him sharing in the baptism The voice in ...
The hand of God The Spirit descending a physical manifestation the commissioning of Christ As he rose from dying in ...
Standing in the river swirling around them far more than water the fate of humankind Standing in the river hesitantly ...
The two of them motionless Christ coming to John the exchange of their words the power right there Were the ...
Waiting our turn on the bank of the river to come to John in the water to wash ourselves clean ...
If we could but change time take ourselves there going to the very spot where Jesus stood to stand in ...
The dove of heaven the Spirit of God setting upon Him His holy Son Commissioned in that moment there in ...
Speaking to the Christ speaking to us the voice from the heavens affirming his calling the purpose of his life ...
The cousins together standing in the river both knowing their part in the subtle ballet Yet John unable not wanting ...
Witnesses in the world being Christ to one another. Showing His love, His grace for those who do not know ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Home, for my heart still calls me; Home, through the danger zone; Home, whatever befalls me, I will sail again ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
FOLKS ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits; Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
It was my life in fast review, initially at double speed until I learned which functions scrolled the images on ...
Fond man, that canst believe her blood Will from those purple channels flow; Or that the pure untainted flood Can ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Memory of sun seeps from the heart. Grass grows yellower. Faintly if at all the early snowflakes Hover, hover. Water ...
Yes! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
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