Bringing Our Worship (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Called like the shepherds bringing our worship to the manger to his bedside in his infancy Called like the fishermen ...
Called like the shepherds bringing our worship to the manger to his bedside in his infancy Called like the fishermen ...
Coming into my faith journeying with you growing from my infancy seeking your message, oh Lord your truth even for ...
In the beginning, in the infancy of Your church, living together sharing in community looking out, caring for one another ...
By the Spirit emboldened, changed, metamorphosed out of their cocoon, their infancy out of their room, into the light Sharing ...
I have been thinking about his. So many of my poems, about God the possessive is his A father God, ...
Lord, in my hearing, let me hear His voice rising up through the words of my brothers speaking, sharing, testifying ...
Lord, how easy it is to speak of love, to say, to pledge, undying, unending love claiming to understand, to ...
How easy it is Lord to speak of love, to say, to pledge, undying, unending love claiming to understand, to ...
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks, That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes; ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
To Time Stay, speedy Time, behold, before thou pass, From age to age what thou hast sought to see, One ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
I am standing on a disused iron bridge that was erected in 1902, according to the iron plaque bolted into ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
The day is done, the winter sun Is setting in its sullen sky; And drear the course that has been ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
The nicest child I ever knew Was Charles Augustus Fortescue. He never lost his cap, or tore His stockings or ...
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection Embitters the present, compar'd with the past; Where science first dawn'd on ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Thou Power! who hast ruled me through Infancy's days, Young offspring of Fancy, 'tis time we should part; Then rise ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
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