A good life is a series of joyful meetings and joyful moments.
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Come Join The Abolitionists
Come join the Abolitionists,
Ye young men bold and strong.
And with a warm and cheerful zeal,
Come help the cause along;
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful,
O that will be joyful, when Slavery is no more,
When Slavery is no more.
'Tis then we'll sing, and offerings bring,
When Slavery is no more.
Come join the Abolitionists,
Ye men of riper years,
And save your wives and children dear,
From grief and bitter tears;
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful,
O that will be joyful, when Slavery is no more,
When Slavery is no more,
'Tis then we'll sing, and offerings bring,
When Slavery is no more.
Come join the Abolitionists,
Ye dames and maidens fair,
And breathe around us in our path
Affection's hallowed air;
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful,
O that will be joyful, when woman cheers us on,
When woman cheers us on, to conquests not yet won.
'Tis then we'll sing, and offerings bring,
When woman cheers us on.
Come join the Abolitionists,
Ye sons and daughters all
Of this our own America-
Come at the friendly call;
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful,
O that will be joyful, when all shall proudly say,
This, this is Freedom's day-Oppression flee away!
'T is then we'll sing, and offerings bring,
When freedom wins the day.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Oh Love Filled Days
Oh happy day
Oh happy day
When Mary finds
She is entwined
With Grace Devine
Oh happy day
Oh happy day
Oh joyful day
Oh joyful day
When Jesus lay
On a pile of hay
Oh how the angels play
On Christmas day
Oh joyful day
Oh joyful day
Oh love filled day
Oh love filled day
When Jesus lay
In a lonely tomb
From the afternoon
Till he rose on Easter day
Oh love filled day
Oh love filled day
Oh happy day
Oh joyful day
Oh love filled day
Entered the earth
In the most humble way
Taught us how to pray
Took our sins away
Oh happy day
Oh joyful day
Oh love filled days
When he came to stay
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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Here Today, Gone Tomorrow
All the days we think of as today
are really just tomorrow.
For I've found that things don't change,
there always will be sorrow.
Sorrow that will come to some
that came yesterday
is just transferred to others
as it comes their way.
When we think of joyful,
the joyful is today.
So enjoy the joyful
for tomorrow it goes away.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Very Joyful
Revealed to me!
In Norderstedt;
With your muse!
But, it was very joyful to see it.
Very, every, query;
Revealed to me!
With your muse,
But, it was very joyful to see it.
Ferry, jerry, merry, berry, sherry, terry!
In Norderstedt;
With your muse,
But, it was very joyful to see it.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Luggage
I am a traveller
with only one bag of luggage.
In my bag,
is my passion
to the beauty of many colors
and lights of this universe...
my commitments to many people
who have shared with me
dark moments
and joyful moments too...
and my hopes and dreams
to finish my travel
without hurting anyone
but leave everyone
with only happy moments
to treasure.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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As you express joy, you draw it out of those you meet, creating joyful people and joyful events. The greater the joy you express,the more joy you experience.
quote by Arnold Patent
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Emerald Eyes
Your eyes are emeralds
Soaking up the space
Between us; taking me
Higher than the stars
Way above the clouds…
Your eyes are emeralds
Ghost writing my smiles
In the rain, in the rain
I learn to smile again…
Joyful taping, joyful…
Dancing on the tiles
Your eyes are emeralds
With a devilish wink
With something to disguise
You warm my spirit my soul
And curl my toes
In the rain, in the rain
I learn to smile again…
Joyful taping, joyful…
Dancing on the tiles
Feelings like butterflies
Flutter to the highest climes
Oh hold my hand,
And I'll hold on to your wings…
And stare hypnotized into,
Your emerald eyes…
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Songs of Africa
on the rolling mountains
in the sprawling valleys
joyful songs in fountains
flowing down the gulleys
on the high seas and lands
hear the air is full of mirth
as birds wave their hands
adore the land of our birth
the children of Africa sing
with one new joyful voice
good tidings change bring
pageantry your new choice
make joyful sounds Africa
from the lark voices borrow
sad songs are over in Africa
sing no more songs of sorrow
years of dread and plunder
are forgotten in forgiveness
the gentle breeze in blunder
sweeps bitter with happiness
gone are the days of dirges
its time to burry old hatchets
its time to take new pledges
spin new progressive ratchets
joyful songs break Jericho walls
sad ending is a happy beginning
see your yoke of drudgery falls
see your past glories regaining
© Dela Bobobee
poem by Dela Bobobee
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Should Of Been Me
An old couple walked down the street
And that is where we did meet,
Happy and joyful at each others side
Their love and companionship they could not hide,
They complimented each other with every step they took
As though they fallen from a romance book,
She held his hand and he held onto her arm
They protected each other from sadness and harm,
They talked to me about their life together
And how they were one, and they belonged to each other,
Then when I looked into their eyes I was happy what I saw
Faith and devotion, and the obeying of GOD'S law,
They had journeyed a great distance in life which is true
Through both good and bad times and hardships as two,
And now their journey together in life is almost finished
But their love for each other will never be diminished,
They walked very slowly as they walked away
So I said good bye to them, at least for that day,
Together they had loved, honored and obeyed
And never to the other, had they lied or betrayed,
I smiled as I was joyful that them I did see
But then sadly I thought, that should of been me.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Best Is Yet To Be
On your joyful wedding day,
You begin a brand new life.
Friends and family give their gifts
To joyful husband, blissful wife.
But the greatest gift you'll ever get,
A gift from heaven above,
Is love forever, ending never,
Everlasting love.
You'll share life's joy and pleasure;
You'll have plenty of that, it's true.
But love is the real treasure
For your new spouse and you.
And if life hands you challenges,
As it does to one and all,
Your love will hold you steady
And never let you fall.
Your wedding day is full of joy;
Tomorrow you cannot see.
But one thing's sure for the two of you:
The best is yet to be.
poem by Ashish Gutgutia
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Last of the thousand kisses
Every thing has a beginning
And every thing that began has an end
Good or bad
Pallatable or otherwise
Joyful or saddening
Things have an end as they had a beginning
Though, most of the times, we know as to
When things began
We do not really know as to
When they are going to end
There is a need for us to be
Prepared for the nemesis
Whether such an end is
Acceptable to us or not
We really do not know
Whether it is the last of the thousand good things we have done
Whether it is the last of the millions of breathes we have taken
Whether it is the last of the billions of beats our heart has performed
Whether it is the last of the thousands of suppers we had
Whether it is the last of the thousands of the tear droplets we shed
Whether it is the last of the thousands of hearty laughters we had
Whether it is the last of the thousands of affectionate hugs we made
Or
Whether it is the last of the thousands joyful intimacies
We had with our life partner
So
Let us enjoy every bit of every thing we do
Let us be involved
Let us be immersed
Let us be lost
Let us be perfect
Let us be self-satisfied
Let us be exciting the beneficiary of our deed
With whatever we do
As if it is the
Last of the thousand kisses
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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51...........Wishing you
~ Wishing You ~
May All Good Things Be Yours........
Your happiness begins
With your wonderful wedding day.
You’ll share everything together;
Through it all, your love will stay.
Congratulations to you,
As you begin your happy life.
May all good things be yours,
As new husband and new wife.
On your joyful wedding day,
You begin a brand new life.
Friends and family give their gifts
To joyful husband, blissful wife.
But the greatest gift you'll ever get,
A gift from heaven above,
Is love forever, ending never,
Everlasting love.
You'll share life's joy and pleasure;
You'll have plenty of that, it's true.
But love is the real treasure
For your new spouse and you.
And if life hands you challenges,
As it does to one and all,
Your love will hold you steady
And never let you fall.
Your wedding day is full of joy;
Tomorrow you cannot see.
But one thing's sure for the two of you:
The best is yet to be.
(this December 2009 will be the happiest month for you and yours........
thanks for yr invitation....may you hv a blessed and wonderful life ahead...)
24th november 2009
poem by Fawzia Zie
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Tell Me If You Can!
Love nobody rejects because it gives joyful comfort!
Friendship everybody loves as it gives joyful company!
Beauty everybody enjoys as it gives cheerful mood!
Nature nobody can avoid as it gives inspiration and joy!
So, between religion and Nature which one will you choose?
Nature is the source for religion, philosophy, art and science!
When this is so what makes man destroy Nature, tell me!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The Doomed—regard the Sunrise
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The Doomed—regard the Sunrise
With different Delight—
Because—when next it burns abroad
They doubt to witness it—
The Man—to die—tomorrow—
Harks for the Meadow Bird—
Because its Music stirs the Axe
That clamors for his head—
Joyful—to whom the Sunrise
Precedes Enamored—Day—
Joyful—for whom the Meadow Bird
Has ought but Elegy!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Joy of Giving (Opinion)
THE JOY OF GIVING
Joy is a much sought after emotion welcomed and cherished by us all. We are joyful when incidents liked by us take place and incidents disliked by us do not take place. And that, persons near and dear to us, and their expression of love and affection, cause joy to us. We feel that joy causing things are outside us in this physical world. This is all a perception of joy.
Spirituality says joy is inherent in us and is our nature; rather we are the form and personification of joy. And joy and cheerfulness are our natural states of mind. Whenever pleasant things happen to us or unpleasant things do not happen, we are joyful, because then we are our Self, released of our ego.
But most of the times we expect others or things outside in the physical world to cause joy to us. Thus we are dependent on outside things and persons for joy to be experienced; and are joyless when such things do not happen. The real joy lies in our giving joy to our near and dear.
If we know that what all we are giving our near and dear is actually we are giving ourselves, we will just do that to be joyful.
In Narada Bhakti Sutras this aspect is very well expressed and highlighted.
The sutra is; “tat sukha sukhitvam”. “finding our happiness in giving happiness to our near and dear”.
This is a spiritual action full of significance. By doing so we are transcending our ego and are absorbing our ego in providing happiness to our near and dear.
Thus Gopikas (shepherd damsels) found their happiness in giving happiness to Sri Krishna. They have been very joyful when giving happiness to Sri Krishna and are thus blissful themselves. This secret of getting joy by giving joy to our near and dear must be noted by us all and make ourselves joyful by making our near and dear joyful.
We normally are intolerant of or indifferent to words, actions or thoughts expressed by our loved ones and are egoistic in our dealings with them. We love ourselves most. It is wise to love our loved ones more than we love ourselves. Actually if we love our near and dear, this happens automatically. Only when we do not love, and try making ourselves joyful all by ourselves, we run into problems and cause problems to our loved ones.
The best and shrewd way of being joyful is making our near and dear joyful by our words, thoughts, deeds and cheering and cheerful spirit and finding our joy in such gestures.
Many also say that contributing to charity, speaking lovingly and without hurting, being compassionate to all living and non-living beings gives happiness. Ordinary human beings may not have such wider horizon. If we find our joy in making our near and dear joyful the world will be much pleasant place to live. Let us practice giving joy and make it the art of living.
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee
Joyful, joyful, we adore thee
God of glory, lord of love
Hearts unfold like flowers before thee
Opening to the sun above
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness
Drive the dark of doubt away
Giver of immortal gladness
Fill us with the light of day
All thy work with joy surround thee
Earth and heaven reflect thy rays
Stars and angels sing around thee
Center of unbroken praise
Field and forest, vale and mountain
Chanting bird and flowing fountain
Call us to rejoice in thee
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah,rejoice
Mortals, join the mighty chorus
Which the morning stars began
Father love is reignning oer us
Brother love binds man to man
Ever singing, march we onward
Victors in the midst we strife
Joyful music leads us sunward
In the triumph song of life
In the triumph song of life
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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Psalm 63
O God you are my God
In the morning I will rise to thee
You're the one that came to earth
You're the one who came and died for me
My soul thirsts for you
And I will seek you all my days
My soul longs for you
That I may give you all my praise
In a dry and thirsty land
If I don't find you I will die
There is no water in this place
For you O Lord must rend the sky
I seek you in your hiding place
To see your power and glory
A touch from you is better than life
I want my life to be your story
With joyful lips I praise your name
Beneath your wing I do rejoice
I'll tell the whole world of your fame
And forever make a joyful noise
For I have found you O my God
I found you there before your throne
I looked and looked and there you were
And now I know I'm not alone
poem by Frank McEleny
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A Joyful Noise
Somethin' 'bout the season
Puts my heart in my throat
Puts a light in my eye
Fills me with hope
There's so many reasons
For the smile on my face
I can't keep from singin'
When I'm feeling this way
Make a joyful noise
Send it out across the sky tonight
Send it racin' through the cool starlight (starlight)
Let it fall on Heaven's ears
Sing a song of peace
A song of all the gifts that peace can bring
Make a joyful noise and let it ring
For all the world to hear.
Somethin' 'bout December
Gets me thinking of the past
How the child that I was
Grew up so fast
But I still remember getting caught in the thrill
In the magic of the season, and I know I always will
Make a joyful noise
Send it out across the sky tonight
Send it racin' through the cool starlight
Let it fall on Heaven's ears (on heaven's ears)
Sing a song of peace (song of peace)
A song of all the gifts that peace can bring
Make a joyful noise and let it ring (let it ring)
For all the world to hear
Ohhh make a joyful noise
Send it out (send it out) across the sky tonight (tonight)
Make a joyful noise and let it ring
For all the world to hear (the world to hear)
Yeah, just let it ring
For all the world to hear
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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Somewhere there is a simple life
Somewhere there is a simple life and a world,
Transparent, warm and joyful. . .
There at evening a neighbor talks with a girl
Across the fence, and only the bees can hear
This most tender murmuring of all.
But we live ceremoniously and with difficulty
And we observe the rites of our bitter meetings,
When suddenly the reckless wind
Breaks off a sentence just begun -
But not for anything would we exchange this splendid
Granite city of fame and calamity,
The wide rivers of glistening ice,
The sunless, gloomy gardens,
And, barely audible, the Muse's voice.
poem by Anna Akhmatova
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New Year Wish
'GOOD LUCK', 'GOOD LUCK'
Rings mid-night bell on New Year's Eve
Twinkling stars surround the moon tonight
As day breaks, they will be out of sight
Clock is ticking away, to bring in new day
Its time for all of us to pray, to say
'Oh GOD! THANK YOU '
'Bless Us with Love, Happiness, Health, Peace and Prosperity'
'Let there be Unity in Diversity'
'Let all the coming days and years be Joyful'
'Let the World be Beautiful'
Let us smile with the first Sunshine
Feel the Happiness thats Divine
As the gentle breeze touches, soul arouses
Fresh as dew on sweet scented roses
Its a New Beginning for me and you
To Fulfil Wishes Old and New
Everything is warm and bright
Flowers bloom in new light
'Let all the coming days and years be Joyful'
'Let the World be Beautiful'
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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