TO AN OLD DANISH SONG-BOOK (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside, While the sullen gales of autumn Shake the windows. The ungrateful ...
Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside, While the sullen gales of autumn Shake the windows. The ungrateful ...
So many times, like a teacher in a classroom choosing who will pray, over the food Their hands, their bodies ...
Not three kings, not royalty men of faith, of science, scholars students of the ancient texts able to read the ...
(In the Crowd) On the Road to Emmaus three walked, deep in conversation animated words exchanged as they walked along ...
They were wise men, after all, students of the stars, of the writings, religions, prophesies. They weren't easily duped brought ...
The apostles at His feet, learning from God, directly Studying with, under Jesus, while he lived, walked with them Hearing ...
He was their seminary their rigorous, personalize training more than apprentices, they were getting the first-person account of the greatest ...
I heard the murmurs, the exclaiming the muted hushed knowing on the growing, the maturing the changes in all of ...
Renew yourself with God's Word Use your gifts to bring others to God Thank God without ceasing Hear His call ...
Rail against injustice Advocate for the rights of the weak in court, in the gate, and in the schools Yearn ...
Employ your gifts for His glory Remember the lessons you have been taught Invoke His name in blessings Communicate His ...
Shine in the darkness Hear God's call in the wilderness Answer "Here I am Lord, use me" Never forget God's ...
Share Christ's love in the world Hear the cry of the people Yearn to know God better Always be a ...
Watching them play Seeing their notes on the paper Sensing the fun in practice in hearing the sheet come alive ...
It is very aggravating To hear the solemn prating Of the fossils who are stating That old Horace was a ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago, And he ...
This is not the way I am. Really, I am much taller in person, the hairline I conceal reaches back ...
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
The angel of self-discipline, her guardian Since she first knew and had to go away From home that spring to ...
Grief is fatiguing. He is out of it, the whole humiliating Human round, out of this & that. He made ...
Beautiful city of Edinburgh, most wonderful to be seen, With your ancient palace of Holyrood and Queen's Park Green, And ...
Good people of Dundee, your voices raise, And to Miss Baxter give great praise; Rejoice and sing and dance with ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
"First, do no harm," the Hippocratic Oath begins, but before she might enjoy such balm, the docs had to harm ...
Oh, not the loss of the accomplished thing! Not dumb farewells, nor long relinquishment Of beauty had, and golden summer ...
No Time to Teach: In Class, They Give a General Overview. On Tests, They Want Particular Details. No Time to ...
The last Campbell's tomato soup can of the twentieth century is going to the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh That ...
Can't swim; uses credit cards and pills to combat intolerable feelings of inadequacy; Won't admit his dread of boredom, chief ...
He made a line on the blackboard, one bold stroke from right to left diagonally downward and stood back to ...
In Lake Forest, a suburb of Chicago, a woman sits at her desk to write me a letter. She holds ...
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