To His Bed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The travelers, magi on the pilgrimage under his star guided from the east, traveling far To his bed, his infant ...
The travelers, magi on the pilgrimage under his star guided from the east, traveling far To his bed, his infant ...
They traveled, from the east so far away journeying under the star the sign of his birth Leading them to ...
Sometimes, as a father a step-father, caring for children of another, of others I think about May, about Joseph the ...
Not three kings, not royalty men of faith, of science, scholars students of the ancient texts able to read the ...
The shadow of the cross From the beginning in the swaddling clothes, the gifts of gold, of frankincense, of myrrh, ...
Gold, frankincense, myrrh gifts given for a new king traveling, a star January 3, 2009 Matthew 2:1-12 (Raymond A. Foss)
The life, the fulfillment, the prophecy of old his life, his ministry, his burial in the tomb woven into the ...
Your star, still burning brightly in the night, guiding their way, to your bed, our paths, our journey to your ...
The wise men, three kings with gold, frankincense and myrrh bowed before the babe January 6, 2008 Matthew 2:1-12 part ...
The wise men brought gold, frankincense, and myrrh the shepherds brought their hope, their wonder, sang praises on high to ...
They brought him gold, and frankincense, and myrrh precious gifts carried from afar gifts worthy of a king gifts told ...
After the Magi, the gifts gold, frankincense, myrrh, a sudden dream, fear, panic, flea, fly, go to the land of ...
Matthew 2:1-12 In the time of King Herod, after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, wise men from the ...
In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. Then an angel ...
Guided by the start, at its rising, at the moment of his birth a singular star, blazing with the Creator's ...
Like the Magi, We are each on the journey a quest for the king Ourselves the treasure, the metal, the ...
Set not thy foot on graves; Hear what wine and roses say; The mountain chase, the summer waves, The crowded ...
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
Bear me to Dictaeus, and to the steep slopes; to the river Erymanthus. I choose spray of dittany, cyperum, frail ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries ...
Before thy shrine I kneel, an unknown worshipper, Chanting strange hymns to thee and sorrowful litanies, Incense of dirges, prayers ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Acacia, burnt myrrh, velvet, pricky stings. â?"I'm not so young but not so very old, said screwed-up lovely 23. A ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
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