Don’t Give Up Hope (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
This is our desert our time in the wilderness wandering ever away from Your love The time of waiting for ...
This is our desert our time in the wilderness wandering ever away from Your love The time of waiting for ...
In the wellsprings of our hearts carry joy ever the treasure of our faith The promise of Jesus in the ...
In the coming of our Savior His return in victory blind eyes will see the lame will leap like gazelle ...
Don't give up hope you Easter people waiting, in His promise that He will come again Hold on to the ...
Trust the word of scripture the hope for this people the savior of the world will return in victory The ...
We are to be at peace joyful in His presence God living within us the Spirit indwelling We are to ...
Like the maidens ready hopeful in our waiting patient in our spirits until the Lord comes again We know not ...
Fill us, Lord, our Savior fill us with joy fill us to overflowing to spread your message of love Like ...
Not just the cycle of life the seasons, the circulation of the earth set in perpetual motion all of creation, ...
restorative, as the creator planned the sacredness of rest written purposefully into the cycle of the weeks, the years, letting ...
Under the words of the commandments a sabbath day of rest stopping to commune with our creator to worship God ...
God gave us creation into our trembling hands to nurture, to cherish a sacred trust to man our dominion balanced ...
Under the leaf litter the matted grass green shoots new life, pushing skyward out of the awakening earth the cycle ...
Within the words of the scripture the sermon on the mount words of power, that love liberates loosing the bonds ...
It looked to be a leaf from last fall bright red maroon burgundy maple yes, it was a mix of ...
Processes of the land, of the water, the air of plants, of animals, of man natural processes, those of man, ...
The flats, tidal, far from shore, reeds, grasses, rushes morphing from green golden tan, brown the week before autumn officially ...
Perfect droplets cling to the purple skin the liquid flesh of the tulip bloom holding on, for moments more before ...
For those who grab the spotlight sit in righteous judgment Casting the first stone against their fellow. A harsh mirror, ...
We all sin, we all fall short, we all need grace grace boundless and unending, grace to redeem to bring ...
A shimmering glow captured even by the digital lens seeing the light shining off the soft petals, capturing the motion ...
A small sacred, holy space cloistered in the edge of the woods a place for reflection, meditation for fellowship and ...
Two denizens, children of the forest broke the tree line stood in the civilized space, the green clearing the lawn ...
Rich vibrant, living color Dying on the branch In glory as I drive by A canopy over my way Or ...
Frozen in place, a messenger of late summer standing, at attention, bowed a bit at the end of winter having ...
Dearest, note how these two are alike: This harpsicord pavane by Purcell And the racer's twelve-speed bike. The machinery of ...
The mysteries remain, I keep the same cycle of seed-time and of sun and rain; Demeter in the grass, I ...
The grave my little cottage is, Where "Keeping house" for thee I make my parlor orderly And lay the marble ...
A place of dryad and hamadryad, there are eyes here by the million. Many divert to watch me. Threatened, they ...
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
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