Sensing Your Presence (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Liberated, at peace even in the storms gathering myself up to cleave to you oh Lord Sensing your presence with ...
Poems about doubting (31 Poems)
Within Us Moving (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our prayer in this witness that we would feel your presence your spirit moving with us like John within Elizabeth ...
Making us Able (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like all who have gone before doubting their metal their ability to serve the kingdom to speak a message to ...
The Faith of the Saints (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The saints, from the beginning acting, going in faith trusting in God, journeying onward that we all now may remember ...
Putting on Christ (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A garment of virtues the grace of God given putting on Christ to guide our way Mercy as he showed ...
Our Eyes Opened (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like the unnamed disciple like them on the Emmaus road leaving the sanctuary the safe place of community going home, ...
Here May the Doubting Find Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Speak Lord, through us, through this congregation through the worship, through the witness, through our outreach; Let others know you ...
Fully Present to Humanity (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Christ, son of God, holy, triune living God, the Word, living among us fully present to humanity, attentive to our ...
Speaking from the Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The voice of God, out of the burning, living flames blessing the leader empowering him, an assurance God will be ...
Timid Messengers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
in the flames emboldened timid, tentative, doubting messengers empowered, given voice in the tongues of fire, the non-consuming, the living ...
I Am Who I Choose To Be (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A true statement, serious an accurate reflection of consequences the results of acts of free will Maybe a bit cursory, ...
I Will be a Disciple (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
a few, clear voices, when asked if they want to be flames or disciples I will be a disciple Somehow ...
Doubting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Doubting disciples servants not yet prepared hiding in the shadows of the city hoping, praying that he will return cast ...
Backing Up (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It happened a few times this morning trying to tell the whole story, or more of it anyway eager ears, ...
A proper trewe idyll of camelot (Eugene Field Poem)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
The Progress Of Wit (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DIVERTING in extreme there is a play, Which oft resumes its fascinating sway; Delights the sex, or ugly, fair, or ...
The Case Of Conscience (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
Feronde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Growth (Ernest Dowson Poem)
I watched the glory of her childhood change, Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew, (Loved long ago in lily-time), ...
Sonnet XXIX: When Conquering Love (Michael Drayton Poem)
To the Senses When conquering Love did first my Heart assail, Unto mine aid I summon'd every Sense, Doubting, if ...
When the Astronomer stops seeking (Emily Dickinson Poem)
When the Astronomer stops seeking For his Pleiad's Face -- When the lone British Lady Forsakes the Arctic Race When ...
I have a Bird in spring (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing -- The spring decoys. And as the summer nears ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
The Wood (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
Another (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this ...
Deliverance from a Fit of Fainting (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Worthy art Thou, O Lord, of praise, But ah! It's not in me. My sinking heart I pray Thee raise ...
A Trinity (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Of three in One and One in three My narrow mind would doubting be Till Beauty, Grace and Kindness met ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Sonnet 15 – Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear Too calm and sad a face in front of thine; For we ...