In the cacophony of human lives (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the cacophony of human lives so many stimuli, so much information drowning us, polluted waters, our daily grind dots ...
In the cacophony of human lives so many stimuli, so much information drowning us, polluted waters, our daily grind dots ...
The Cross, the Christ our stumbling block, our stone in the road challenging our love of self of the world, ...
Drinking the waters polluted waters of the world the world's values, agenda losing sight, focus on sources of strength real ...
Not choosing the polluted waters dirty, collected in crack cisterns runoff of the world tainted waters, lacking no refreshment Choosing ...
Too long drinking trying in vain to get refreshment in this time of plenty from the polluted waters the offerings ...
The message of Christ sharing the living water from the Fountain, the spring the everlasting love of God All thirsty, ...
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
My God, how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into ...
Oppressed with sin and woe, A burdened heart I bear, Opposed by many a mighty foe: But I will not ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Hush now baby don't say a word Mama's going to buy you a mocking bird The third Joyful mystery. The ...
Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee, I, God, the spirit of man? Wherefore now these ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
"Do I believe," sayest thou, "what the masters of wisdom would teach me, And what their followers' band boldly and ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o'er distant lands ...
TO mute and to material things New life revolving summer brings; The genial call dead Nature hears, And in her ...
Because he puts the compromising chart Of hell before your eyes, you are afraid; Because he counts the price that ...
Earth no longer hymns the Creator, the seven days of wonder, the Garden is over - all the stories are ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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