Ghost That Wouldn’t Lie Still (C J Dennis Poems)
Once have we bashed him on the head; Twice have we stabbed him deep;Thrice have we left him there for ...
Once have we bashed him on the head; Twice have we stabbed him deep;Thrice have we left him there for ...
When a fellow's feeling blue, And is troubled, through and through With a melancholy feeling That he cannot seem to ...
"Blessed are they who sow and do not reap -they shall wander in extremity.Blessed are the generouswhose glory in youth ...
O! What do ye wesh i' the beck, awd wench? Is it watter ye lack at heame? It's nobbut ...
I came home and found a lion in my room... A ...
In a more perfect world we would never have strayed we would held our Father we would not have slipped ...
A definition of sin of our conscious acts separating us from God from our fellow man When the right is ...
Never leading my astray always right, the callings of God beyond my comprehension but worthy of my praise He will ...
To his calling though I do not know the way taking the narrow gate all of my days Following the ...
The course of my life changing while I am able trusting in the Lord going where he calls me Choosing ...
The one voice of my savior my brother, my shepherd the narrow gate of heaven in following my master's call ...
Though my eyes may be weaker focus on my journey following the way of the cross seeking my savior's voice ...
Only through the narrow gate following the way of our Lord focused on our goal, our destination to go home ...
Christ, setting the example the narrow gate for the sheep the shepherd himself a servant going through the gate of ...
In the darkness, the world thousands of points of life different path, choices each to entice me to pull me ...
An old valued friend, riding in the front seat brown and white, chin turning grey hanging out the black pickup ...
Living by the law, dying because of the failings impossibilities of perfection of never straying, never stumbling never faltering, even ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Of all the streets that blur in to the sunset, There must be one (which, I am not sure) That ...
nowhere left to go standing, at the crossroads just a man. searching the sand for his fingerprints, lost so long ...
First, London, for its myriads; for its height, Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite; But Paris for the smoothness of the ...
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