i wrote a life (Billy Jno Hope Poem)
this might be the swan song i have traveled beyond misty mountains spilled my seed on the hungry rock hallowed ...
this might be the swan song i have traveled beyond misty mountains spilled my seed on the hungry rock hallowed ...
Not in rich furniture, or fine array, Nor in a wedge of gold, Thou, who from me wast sold, To ...
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
I DRINK fresh nourishment, new ...
He is a link between this and the coming world. He is A pure spring from which all thirsty souls ...
I am the lover's eyes, and the spirit's Wine, and the heart's nourishment. I am a rose. My heart opens ...
Live Christ, hold onto him like reaching into good soil with our hands instead of a trowel holding on tightly ...
A lesson for us each one like Martha so much to do in our day to day so many tasks ...
Drinking the waters polluted waters of the world the world's values, agenda losing sight, focus on sources of strength real ...
The bread of life the same each day grace sufficient, for our needs manna, daily bread for the body the ...
Hungry crowds, eager to reach him coming from all around needing nourishment, healing lives adrift, sheep without a shepherd coming ...
Bearing fruit, nourishment for others, for those who are hungry those who are not in the vine bearing fruit of ...
I can hear our Lord's voice echoing down through the ages inviting, calling all to his table to join the ...
So many, in pain, coming to him seeking his love, his care his ministering of their needs He had pity ...
Live in the vine, the whole of our lives long drawing nourishment from the living water, the fertile soil, from ...
A cold gray afternoon cocooned indoors, watching the scene change outside, in the colors, the feel, the mood morphing day, ...
in the early morning fog the bible verses ooze into my subconscious bleed their message into my soul bypassing my ...
After the communion returning the elements to the ground gently sharing the bread, the wheat the blood, the vine to ...
This window is confidence, documenting proceedings, capturing moments, cleansing views challenging sentiment. This window is nourishment filling the eyes with ...
Awake, awake, my Lyre! And tell thy silent master's humble tale In sounds that may prevail; Sounds that gentle thoughts ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
I love the naked ages long ago When statues were gilded by Apollo, When men and women of agility Could ...
My youth was nothing but a black storm Crossed now and then by brilliant suns. The thunder and the rain ...
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower: And joys and tears alike are sent To ...
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower: And joys and tears alike are sent To ...
The light wraps you in its mortal flame. Abstracted pale mourner, standing that way against the old propellers of the ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
There once was a Dormouse who lived in a bed Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red), And all the day ...
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