Centuries of Tradition – edited (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the rote of the ritual centuries of tradition following the words of the story long ago The story of ...
In the rote of the ritual centuries of tradition following the words of the story long ago The story of ...
Not at the beginning not with Adam in Eden with Jesus in his anguish in the night of Gethsemane Our ...
Not fleeing from the Pharaoh roasting the lamb whole blood on the doorframes the birth of our people sitting around ...
All of their history following the ancient ritual the words of the deliverance of God and Egypt of their escape ...
In the rote of the ritual the centuries of tradition following the words of the story long ago The story ...
Each member of the people in ritual and in their day to day down to the present age called to ...
The abject example the lesson of the story showing mercy for strangers on the Jericho Road The unclean stranger helped ...
My prayer, for my words the ancient words of Christ beginning in that upper room passed down from the saints ...
A murmur, the muted notes whispering into the silent sanctuary The refrain of the song, hushed breathing more than filler, ...
Sacred, solemn words of the ritual meal changed by the Master in the breaking of the bread sharing this cup, ...
Christ's own example sharing his body, his blood, with all of them at the table with those who would rage, ...
What makes these words so distinct, so special, so unique, that they must be in quotes, that each, in their ...
What is his name, this son, born in your old age this boy in your arms, ready for the covenant, ...
Making the grade, measuring up human conditions, restrictions ritual and process, barring some lines drawn, by human hands unlike the ...
What a change a single word spoken with a smile has had on my life changing a man to a ...
They were outsiders, just as the foreigner unclean, by their sins, unable barred from the fellowship from the temple in ...
A small token, a tithe, or less given to the provider, the creator in acknowledgement of the provided; a living ...
Candles of Hope, of Faith, of Joy burning bright, waiting for tomorrow with the candle of Peace only a few ...
Paneled walls, formal distances, raised dais bifurcated space, Hatfields and McCoys, bride and groom Peculiar pews, wide oak masculine pews, ...
Ladies, I just don't get it a plate of bows, at the showers tacked down and presented a proxy for ...
Take this cup from my mouth step back from the journey, the road the revelation of his fate Like Socrates ...
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
Repeatedly, that sturdy stump in me bears up like stone, beneath some ritual I see: the blinding axe swings up, ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
The sweetest Heresy received That Man and Woman know -- Each Other's Convert -- Though the Faith accommodate but Two ...
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
The Rev. Isaiah Bunter has disappeared into the interior of the Solomon Islands, and it is feared that he may ...
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
AE day, as Death, that gruesome carl, Was driving to the tither warl' A mixtie-maxtie motley squad, And mony a ...
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