Worship You in Truth (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
That we, in this church Lord, that we may worship you in truth that our hearts would be open to ...
That we, in this church Lord, that we may worship you in truth that our hearts would be open to ...
His witness, his life amazing the crowd, the congregation Transformed, a beggar outcast by the gate Entering His courts the ...
They offered him a far greater gift more than a chest of gold By the name of our savior spoken ...
Living the Christian life a prayer for each morning that this day my feet, my path would be your way, ...
Looking to them for alms They called his attention, his true, complete focus They had something important something extraordinary to ...
Branches of silver dollars disks of glass, a cup of gold the bouquet on the altar shimmering this morning the ...
Praising you alone we stream humbly into church feed us with your word September 5, 2008 written at the Agape ...
In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. Then an angel ...
In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night Then an angel ...
In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. Then an angel ...
The foreigner, the outsider again the means a lesson for the people, the disciples with Him those who could not ...
Ten were sent to the priests to be made clean but one was healed, saved of his sins by returning ...
Pitch the Tent on the lawn set up the chairs, the signs, the pulpit flagmen at the roadside, cars parked ...
A story many of us can ably attest praising for the ones, the women in our lives not the ideal, ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
Fair tree! for thy delightful shade 'Tis just that some return be made; Sure some return is due from me ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
To the music of Beethoven's ninth symphony Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love; Hearts unfold ...
When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood -- At a Window facing West -- Roughest Air -- ...
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
THE ORB I like is not the one That dazzles with its lightning gleam; That dares to look upon the ...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
I. Nay but you, who do not love her, Is she not pure gold, my mistress? Holds earth aught---speak truth---above ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love so that on the day of loss ...
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...
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