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Sunday, November 16, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Thanksgiving
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway --
Thanksgiving comes again! ---Old Rhyme.
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway --
Thanksgiving comes again! ---Old Rhyme.
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Song of the Three Young Men
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Extreme Northwest Arizona
Click below links on "desert" to find poems that are reminiscent of this area near Chloride, AZ.
Saturday, August 2, 2014
Come Unto Me, You Weary
“Come unto Me, you weary,
And I will give you rest.”*
O blessèd voice of Jesus,
Which comes to hearts oppressed!
It tells of consolation,
Of pardon, grace and peace,
Of joy that has no ending,
Of love which cannot cease.
"Come unto me, you wanderers,
And I will give your light."
O loving voice of Jesus,
Which comes to cheer the night!
Our hearts were filled with sadness,
When we had lost our way;
But He has brought us gladness
And songs at break of day.
"And anyone who comes forth,
I will not cast him out."
O patient love of Jesus,
Which drives away our doubt,
Which, though we be unworthy
Of love so great and free,
Invites us very sinners
To come as we may be!
--William C. Dix, ~1867; adapted c.m.b., 2014
Dix wrote of this hymn:
And I will give you rest.”*
O blessèd voice of Jesus,
Which comes to hearts oppressed!
It tells of consolation,
Of pardon, grace and peace,
Of joy that has no ending,
Of love which cannot cease.
"Come unto me, you wanderers,
And I will give your light."
O loving voice of Jesus,
Which comes to cheer the night!
Our hearts were filled with sadness,
When we had lost our way;
But He has brought us gladness
And songs at break of day.
I will not cast him out."
O patient love of Jesus,
Which drives away our doubt,
Which, though we be unworthy
Of love so great and free,
Invites us very sinners
To come as we may be!
--William C. Dix, ~1867; adapted c.m.b., 2014
Dix wrote of this hymn:
I was ill and depressed at the time, and it was almost to idle away the hours that I wrote the hymn. I had been ill for many weeks and felt weary and faint, and the hymn really expresses the languidness of body from which I was suffering at the time. Soon after its composition I recovered, and I always look back to that hymn as the turning point in my illness.*"[Jesus said]' 'Come unto Me, all you who are weary and heavily burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light.'" (Matthew 11:28-30)
Saturday, June 7, 2014
Creator Spirit
(Blessed Pentecost)
By the Word of Yahweh were the heavens made,
And all their hosts by the Spirit of His mouth. (Psalm 33:6)
You send forth Your Spirit, they are created;
And you renew the face of the earth. (Psalm 104:30)*
By the Word of Yahweh were the heavens made,
And all their hosts by the Spirit of His mouth. (Psalm 33:6)
You send forth Your Spirit, they are created;
And you renew the face of the earth. (Psalm 104:30)*
(*Biblical Translations by Marie Byars)
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Song (Two Doves Upon The Selfsame Branch)
Two doves upon the selfsame branch,
Two lilies on a single stem,
Two butterflies upon one flower:--
O happy they who look on them.
Who look upon them hand in hand
Flushed in the rosy summer light;
Who look upon them hand in hand
And never give a thought to night.
--- Christina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)
(Although this poem is not specifically Christian, the poetess was)
Two lilies on a single stem,
Two butterflies upon one flower:--
O happy they who look on them.
Who look upon them hand in hand
Flushed in the rosy summer light;
Who look upon them hand in hand
And never give a thought to night.
--- Christina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)
(Although this poem is not specifically Christian, the poetess was)
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