Prince of Peace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Prayers on the mountain Righteous voice for the poor, the oppressed Incarnate God, suffering servant Nazarene man, loving savior Creation ...
Prayers on the mountain Righteous voice for the poor, the oppressed Incarnate God, suffering servant Nazarene man, loving savior Creation ...
Proclaim the truth to the people Refuse to bow to the common will Only speak the word of God Pray ...
A live coal in the grasp of a six-winged seraph a burning ember of a sacrifice touched to the seer's ...
The babe in the manger was not the first time God walked on the earth, shared breath with creation, with ...
Over and over he must have washed his hands trying to remove the stain, the tattoo of innocent blood blood ...
Like kidnap victims we are stolen from our Father but not by some unknown criminal, no we are taken from ...
David, oh David how I know your sin your turn to the pleasures the temptation in your eyes weakness of ...
I was fed at your table today the bread and wine nourished me Quelled my heart's hunger and stilled my ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
"Christ of the Andes," Christ of Everywhere, Great lover of the hills, the open air, And patient lover of impatient ...
A hush is over all the teeming lists, And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife; A spirit brave ...
Why are we by all creatures waited on? Why do the prodigal elements supply Life and food to me, being ...
Tho has made me, and shall thy work decay? Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste; I run ...
If poisonous minerals, and if that tree Whose fruit threw death on else immortal us, If lecherous goats, if serpents ...
I am a little world made cunningly Of elements, and an angelic sprite; But black sin hath betrayed to endless ...
The Bible is an antique Volume -- Written by faded men At the suggestion of Holy Spectres -- Subjects -- ...
Let's talk about the weather then, would that help you take your ease? Gossip is so rare from you the ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
LO here a little volume, but great Book A nest of new-born sweets; Whose native fires disdaining To ly thus ...
The new-born child of gospel grace, Like some fair tree when summer's nigh, Beneath Emmanuel's shining face Lifts up his ...
To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; O bear me, ye cherubim, ...
(Zecheriah, xiii.1) There is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose ...
This is the feast of heavenly wine, And God invites to sup; The juices of the living Vine Were press'd ...
(Jeremiah, xxxi. 18-20) My God, till I received Thy stroke, How like a beast was I! So unaccustom'd to the ...
Lord, who hast suffer'd all for me, My peace and pardon to procure, The lighter cross I bear for Thee, ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
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