Before the Throne of Beauty XXVI (Khalil Gibran Poem)
One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and ...
One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and ...
The Girl There once was a girl, All tiny and shy; Happy in all, She never had to cry. ***** ...
Raising up their faith not just their friend Going to lengths to bring him to Christ Nothing would stop them ...
In rearing our children approaching them as honored guests the blessings that they are within each of our homes Christ's ...
Thinking of their sacrifice those who fought and died honored on this day above most forgotten more of the time ...
The tears from her loving eyes the sweetest perfume the brushing of her hair washing him, preparing him for the ...
The words, the rhythms the vibrations in the music shimmering in my soul words of the student power in these ...
The Cross, the Christ our stumbling block, our stone in the road challenging our love of self of the world, ...
The words, the colors, the music cascading over me, a wonder of imagery the magic of radio notes drifting in ...
What makes these words so distinct, so special, so unique, that they must be in quotes, that each, in their ...
Before the beginning, the father of the nation, before the patriarchs he was the Everlasting Father, born before there was ...
The story doesn't expressly say, but they appeared to be walking home despondent perhaps, sad certainly, confused or so said ...
It was his act of sharing, this honored guest a stranger revealed as the savior the risen messiah, breaking their ...
So right to honor, to pay tribute to thank them, before Pentecost before the joining of new members so noble ...
At 1:00 in the morning on a moonlit, starlit night in northern Maine, in the Allagash Wilderness silent strangers, worked ...
We all sin, we all fall short, we all need grace grace boundless and unending, grace to redeem to bring ...
We celebrate once again the bravery of those certain men who saw what they had to do and though they ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -- ...
Forever honored by the Tree Whose Apple Winterworn Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky Two Gabriels Yestermorn. They registered in ...
The parasol is the umbrella's daughter, And associates with a fan While her father abuts the tempest And abridges the ...
As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread -- As brooks in ...
We are honored and humble and earnest to share in events which would happen although we weren't there, a trifling ...
Oh, slow to smit and swift to spare, Gentle and merciful and just! Who, in the fear of God, didst ...
This is the house of Bedlam. This is the man that lies in the house of Bedlam. This is the ...
For Robert Lowell This is the time of year when almost every night the frail, illegal fire balloons appear. Climbing ...
'This envelope you say has something in it Which once belonged to your dead son-or something He knew, was fond ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
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