All of the Voices (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not one person standing all of the voices together a wellspring the tide of the sea change Together standing up ...
Not one person standing all of the voices together a wellspring the tide of the sea change Together standing up ...
Our hands on history the prints of our nations all people under dictatorship able to ask questions Where were we ...
Everyone who stood who was willing to die who stood in the breach we raise their name on high The ...
A time of decision to stand, to be light the salt of the earth but given God's might Able to ...
Standing with our neighbors half a world away cheering with Jesus in the square Knowing he is with them the ...
The changing world access in real-time sharing words, love around your globe An expansion of Community neighbors far flung strangers ...
Standing with Jesus in the square with the people offering our witness that all should be free Bearing the light ...
The jubilation still rising the awakening of a nation history changing while the world is watching Yet there are more ...
Too often in history on the wrong side forgetting the words of Jesus to loose the bonds of oppression to ...
Hearing Mark calling us now to go and do to change somehow Not when we are ready not in some ...
Clearly, when the trumpet sounds called in the whispers of His voice from deep within our hearts from our complacency ...
Urgently sharing words that come to me that I would be a vessel of his grace his love for you ...
His body toned, thin like a runner short, tank top good running shoes coming toward me through the village passing ...
Kindle that flame sacred, holy love poured out into my heart kindled, ablaze sharing the love your voice speaking words ...
The words coming urgently ready out of the air falling on me called from my tasks whatever else I was ...
Part of who I am who I have become submitting myself to him his plan for my life Inspired in ...
Carrying him in into the presence of Christ where he was preaching seeking his healing carrying the man down through ...
The rose shears moving quickly I gathered the sprigs of lilacs from all over the yard Moving quickly to gather ...
The lilacs illumined in the morning sun hard to describe the color so soft, finely spun Blue, not purple like ...
A cloud of intoxication slowing our steps or mine at least gathering in the nectar breathing springtime in The white ...
One more, seeing a vision changing his life into a new direction following God's call his plan for his ministry ...
Never told what Christ looked like but seeing him in their face disciples walking with him born of Jewish parents ...
In confessing his sin his humble estate coming before God knowing he should die In ashes and sackcloth mourning our ...
Bursting forth, blooming before our eyes not some truly gradual even, unfurling more like water boiling, suddenly, urgently seemingly going ...
So sudden, so certain the heavy wet, back-tiring snow yesterday, today a torrent, melting heavily, quickly the March sun beating, ...
A burst of familiar motion racing down from the chancel to my pew A very serious angel needing to go ...
Crossing the street toward home, I gave a quick thank you to the crossing guard. A small voice growing coming ...
Was that a knock I heard on my door? Am I imagining it; was it there? Moving from kitchen to ...
A story many of us can ably attest praising for the ones, the women in our lives not the ideal, ...
They were Four, Five, Six and Ten, or if you prefer, they were Green, Yellow, Blue, and Red, their mouths ...
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