Devotionals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Daily time spent with you in the word Effective way to center me for my day Vehicle for communing with ...
Daily time spent with you in the word Effective way to center me for my day Vehicle for communing with ...
We were sent out by the congregation to be His hands, to be their hands Down East; putting on His ...
Three parts to the story, in the telling of the way of prayer the words to raise, persistence in the ...
We are to boast in our suffering, or so Paul said, so long ago boast for the presence of the ...
A daughter's prayer, for a best friend, a hurting soul, torn apart staggered by the punches the body blows, gut ...
Doing the master's word Indwelling spirit Servant to our neighbors Called by the savior Inspired by the saints before us ...
Give us this day our daily bread that line resonates so well for me, for my family as we end ...
Shyanne said she gets to be Officially Foss, her little sister said she would be my daughter officially. Funny the ...
I raced from court We stood beside you, beside the hospital bed, awaiting the surgeon Husband and pastor, touching you, ...
I see the pain on their face The water all over the place It is terrible to see I ache ...
A prayer hidden and silent Stones submerged by winter's blanket Covered and cold beneath the grip of frost If they ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
For Lincoln MacVeagh Never tell me that not one star of all That slip from heaven at night and softly ...
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Mistah Kurtz -- he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the ...
Calm, sad, secure; behind high convent walls, These watch the sacred lamp, these watch and pray: And it is one ...
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
It was wet & white & swift and where I am we don't know. It was dark and then it ...
ANGEL of gaiety, have you tasted grief? Shame and remorse and sobs and weary spite, And the vague terrors of ...
Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
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