The Legend of Mirth (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, Raphael, Gabriel, Michael, Azrael, Being first of those to whom the Power was ...
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, Raphael, Gabriel, Michael, Azrael, Being first of those to whom the Power was ...
LEOPOLD, DUKE OF BRUNSWICK. THOU wert forcibly seized ...
Like refiner's fire God perfecting us the layers of sin melting away Changed in our reflection into the image of ...
Perfecting us, holy by the indwelling Spirit our likeness changing utterly transformed in the image of God out into the ...
Changing the nature of the connection people with the living God a distance removed intimacy, as a brother, a friend ...
Prophetic words, made real not theoretical, as he is our example laying down our lives for our friends putting our ...
Would Jesus torture, would he allow his disciples to torture would people acting as his friends, as children of God, ...
not servants, no longer slaves our prayer, before the sermon changing the words, from "speak Lord, your servants are listening" ...
The prayer of Christ offered for the disciples all of us, for all generations praying that our joy, like his ...
The words he shared, that we may share in his joy But what is his joy, for us to share ...
Not servants, friends instead brought into understanding sharing with our brother the creator's plan no longer master and slave walking ...
unbound, no longer servants freed from our slavery transformed by his words his words of love made free, to be ...
A child's question, shared by the pastor shared with the children, offered to the congregation all of us involved, active ...
That one vine, each of us branches, woven together bound in love, connected with one another a part of the ...
A little audience participation, the congregation greeting each other "Hi friend", warm smiles erupting spreading from face to face a ...
growing in faith, in piety, in response to the cleansing grace of conversion living in grace, steps one at a ...
In living in the Master's house, we grow, or hopefully so, perfecting ourselves, in our walk finding our place, our ...
Belov'd of all to whom that Muse is dear Who hid her spirit of rapture from the Greek, Whereby our ...
One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Clora come view my Soul, and tell Whether I have contriv'd it well. Now all its several lodgings lye Compos'd ...
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