Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.
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I Will Beat My Swords Into Plough Shears
I will learn the art of war no more
I will beat my swords into plough shears
I will not prove the lie might is right
I will not sing freedom songs enslaving others
I will not dropp collateral damage bombs on mothers brothers
I will not follow false prophets as invaders hunters
God has commanded thy shalt not kill his children have heard
God has spoken vengeance is mine sayith the Lord
God has said they who live by the sword will die by the sword
God has said “Blessed are the peacemakers:
for they shall be called the children of God.”
poem by Terence George Craddock
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King Henry: I prithee, peace, good queen,
And whet not on these furious peers;
For blessed are the peacemakers on earth.
line from Henry VI, Act II, Scene 1, script by William Shakespeare (1590)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Aya Sophýa Istanbul
Aya Sophýa Istanbul
church built
to honour God
became a model
for all mosques
to honour Allah
See also the poem ‘Praise God As Blessed Peacemakers’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Blessed Are The Peacemakers With Visions Of Peace
politicians soldiers citizens
believing propaganda
agreeing to make war
are like the sands of the sea
people with visions of peace
are precious enlightened ones
“blessed are the peacemakers
for they shall inherit the earth”
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Peacemaker Die
Peacemaker die,
Mr. righteous one
You say you have this plan?
If we care to understand
Peacemaker die,
Mr. nice guy
You dare to speak the truth?
Ill twist and turn it into lies
Blessed are the warmongers,
Blessed are the warmongers
For they shall be called,
Man-made gods
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
I dont know why?
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
I dont know why?
Peacemaker die,
Mr. goody two
Do you really thing the world
Can be black, white, and jew?
Peacemaker die,
Mr. music man
Dont turn your back on me?
Cause Im the one with the gun
Blessed are the warmongers,
Blessed are the warmongers,
For they shall be called,
Sons of god
I have a dream this afternoon,
That the brotherhood of man,
Will become a reality
In this day, with this faith,
I will go out and,
Carve the tunnel of hope,
Through the mountain of despair
With this faith,
I will go out with you and,
Transform dark yesterdays
Into bright tomorrows
With this faith,
We will be able to achieve
This new day
When all of gods children,
Black men and white men,
Jews and gentiles,
Protestants and catholics
Will be able to join hands
And sing with the negroes,
In the spiritual of old
Free at last, free at last,
Thank God almighty,
Were free at last.
Mine
song performed by by Extreme
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Trinity Of Carnatic Music 2-Muthuswamy Dhikshitar
Blessed Yogi when blessed
Blessed was your cognizant mastery
To be blessed from the sacred depths
Devi Ganga to treasure you with Rama-Veena
Blessed later when the Lord of Tiruttani
Blessed was 'you' with your vibhakti kritis
To be blessed from the heavenly treasury
'GuruGuha' to treasure you in bouffant compendium
Blessed your sanskrit lexicon when blessed
Blessed Navavarna kritis blossomed in stacks
To be blessed then planetary nine in seven talas
Extended seventy two Kartas issuing varieties aplenty
Blessed your peripatetic journey when blessed
Blessed Amrithavarshini pattered driving drought
To be blessed you then to sing to Madurai Meenakshi
'Meenalochani Pasamochani'to board you of Her abode
Blessed scholar with blessed knowledge
Blessed verbarian, blessed musician
To be blessed is we O'Guru, by your soul
Devis and deities from your resort of music
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Beatitutes
Blessed is the humble heart
For God resists the proud
From lowly men he'll not depart
While others seek the crowd
Blessed are those who truly care
And those who seek His face
He'll keep them close, they'll not despair
He'll fill them with His grace
Blessed are those who are meek
And those who are truly mild
It is God alone they always seek
They come to Him as a child
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst
For God and all of His ways
And blessed are those who put God first
And seek HIm all off their days
Blessed are those with hearts that weep
And demand no payment of debt
For what they have recieved they do not keep
It is mercy that they collect
Blessed is the heart that is undefiled
And whose eyes have seen the King
For His presence shall flow like the river wild
They'll lift their voices to Him and sing
Blessed are those who reconcile
They are the sons of our Father above
They will strive to go the extra mile
They are filled with His heavenly love
Blessed is the saint who suffers
And forgives even seventy times seven
For Christ's sake he thinks of others
For his is the kingdom of heaven
Rejoice and be exceedingly glad
When they accuse you off all kinds of sin
Do not let those lies make you sad
Just rejoice that Christ dwells within
poem by Frank McEleny
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Sons Of The Pioneers
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Reachin for a space in time, layin our fate on the line
Starting out a life anew, after weve come so far
Wont you look and see now, here we are
You were the ones, there is no doubt
You ate it up and spit it out
You were the ones, you made it clear, you could take it
We are the sons of the pioneers (we are the sons of pioneers)
The day has come, our fate is clear
Were the sons of the pioneers
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Were not afraid to try (were not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid of fear
Whats the point of going on, if you feel that it couldnt be done
Cause I just wanna understand, freedoms the soul of a man
Wont you look and see now, and show me how
We have the chance, there is no doubt
Well pick it up, and see it out
We are the ones, you made it clear, we can take it
We are the sons of the pioneers (we are the sons of pioneers)
The day has come, the way is clear
For the sons of the pioneers
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid of fear......................fear
When you think of how far weve come, and to know that weve only begun
Leaving us a legacy, makes sense to me
That now our time has come, for we have to move on
You were the ones, there is no doubt
You ate it up and spit it out
You were the ones, you made it clear, you could take it
And now its time, our fate is surely here now
There is no doubt about it, its time we thought about it
We are the ones, the way is clear, for the sons of the pioneers
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afriad of fear
Is there any doubt, none at all, they heard the call of the
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid of fear
song performed by by April Wine
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War Prepares Lists
war prepares lists
conflict time honoured
traditions enemies
to be attacked source groups
necessary non required individuals
target date identified slaughters
Athens Sparta Greek Roman Jew
Christian Muslim Crusade Jihad
Fascist Communist Capitalist....
Holy Wars?
Just War Is Justified?
By Religious Differences?
unprovoked aggressions?
condemned self defence is justified?
or turn your other cheek?
beat swords into ploughshares...
spears into pruning hooks:
nation shall not lift up sword
against nation, neither shall
they learn war any more...
let us walk in the light of the LORD. Isaiah 2: 4-5
love your enemies...
turn the other cheek Luke 6: 27-36
blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called the children of God Matthew 5: 9
love your enemies...
pray for those who persecute you Matthew 5: 44
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Blessed Are The Peacemakers
There are those who believe
ridicule sarcasm argument
loud dominating discourse
designed to intimidate
are paramount
to achieving their goals
their dark agenda
this is a grave fault
critical matters of severity
are best severed
by a diplomacy
of respect courtesy patience
acknowledging
attempting to understand
all complexities
of conflict problems
did you never
think to stop
(to listen?
to learn?)
Continued disagreement
may result in atrocities
war mistaken diplomacy
by other more aggressive means.
Do we really
want to pay this price
spilling the blood
of vibrant youthful sons?
A blood sacrifice
to ransom our souls
and spiritual guidance
was painfully given
two thousand
years ago.
Many cultures
great thinkers
before and after have constantly
espoused this same message
across centuries of violent upheavals
but still you will hear listen not.
Blessed are the Peacemakers
for they shall
finally inherit
a new earth
after darker souls
have destroyed
the old earth
with hate bigotry
a simple recipe
for peace
written in noodle
cooking time!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Weep No More
Weep no more for days all gone.
Let them lay to rest.
Look upon a time to come
when thou will be blessed,
blessed with the fruits of thy labor
that shall bring sweet peace,
blessed with the peace that comes to call
when all troubles cease.
For each of us will be called upon
to attest to all our works.
None will escape the judgement day.
From this we cannot shirk.
So look and see each brand new day
and offer all your best.
For as you give to all you meet
you will know you're blessed.
Weep no more for beauty awaits us all
as sure as is God's breath.
We will count our fruits and make the call
and cast aside our death.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Sons Of The Silent Age
Sons of the silent age
Stand on platforms blank looks and note books
Sit in back rows of city limits
Lay in bed coming and going on easy terms
Sons of the silent age
Pace their rooms like a cells dimensions
Rise for a year or two then make war
Search through their one inch thoughts
Then decide it couldnt be done
Baby, Ill never let you go
All I see is all I know
Lets take another way down (sons of sound and sons of sound)
Baby, baby, Ill never let you down
I cant stand another sound
Lets find another way (sons of sound and sons of sound)
Sons of the silent age
Listen to tracks by sam therapy and king dice
Sons of the silent age
Pick up in bars and cry only once
Sons of the silent age
Make love only once but dream and dream
Dont walk, they just glide in and out of life
They never die, they just go to sleep one day
Baby, I wont ever let you go
All I see is all I know
Lets take another way down (sons of sound and sons of sound)
Oh baby, baby, baby, I wont ever let you down
I cant stand another sound
Lets take another way in (sons of sound and sons of sound)
(sons of sound and sons of sound)
Baby, baby, baby, fire away!
song performed by by David Bowie
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Meetings
As up and down I fare by road and street
The mothers of our men-at-arms I meet
Who die for mine and me,
That we go safe and free,
Sit in the sun, sleep soft and find life sweet.
I have two sons too young to fight, too young,
God grant if my hour comes I may be strong,
And caught in such a strait
May praise God and be great,
Giving my sons to save some woman from wrong!
Oh, mothers of dead heroes, ye I know,
My heart sends you a greeting, soft and low;
Blessed are ye whose sons
Amid the ransomed ones
Throng to the banners of Heaven as white as snow.
Somehow, by some secret and certain sign,
The mothers of the beloved I divine
Who died in my sons' place.
My heart kneels and gives grace.
Gives thanks for you, for you, proud sisters of mine!
poem by Katharine Tynan
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Sons And Daughters
There's a place in the city they call the Archway
Where we rented three rooms for a dollar a day
and I worked semi-skilled at the capstans for years
And my wife was a good woman but the love disappeared
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
How I hope they can cope with the damage I've done
I found me a band, I went out on tour
So the kids wouldn't know I was with them no more
When they said, "Where's me dad?" She'd say, "He's a star!"
Oh if only stars knew what fools they all are.
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
How I hope they can cope with the damage I've done
I got a new contract, I got a new life
No more capstans for me and I've got a new wife
Sometimes she gets angry, says she wants a family
Then that nightmare returns like a ghost haunting me
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
When a marriage breaks up you're the loneliest ones
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
How I hope you all cope with the damage we done
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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The South Wind: A Fisherman's Blessing
O blessed drums of Aldershot!
O blessed South-west train!
O blessed, blessed Speaker's clock,
All prophesying rain!
O blessed yaffil, laughing loud!
O blessed falling glass!
O blessed fan of cold gray cloud!
O blessed smelling grass!
O bless'd South wind that toots his horn
Through every hole and crack!
I'm off at eight to-morrow morn,
To bring
such
fishes back!
Eversley, April 1, 1856.
poem by Charles Kingsley
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How Blessed Am I
How blessed am I for being born
Of parents good and God-fearing!
How blessed am I for siblings nine
Who made my childhood truly great!
How blessed am I for being made
Handsome and healthy, fair and hale!
How blessed am I for gaining ken
And virtues, wisdom, fortitude!
How blessed am I for being reared
So well by parents dutiful!
How blessed am I for achievements
Quite praiseworthy in life on earth!
How blessed am I for having fared
So well in life in every field!
How blessed am I for talents, gifts
That most men cannot dream to have!
How blessed am I for miracles
That gave my life a newer lease!
How blessed am I for finding time
To thank and praise the Almighty!
How blessed am I for grace of God
That goads me on in heaven’s road!
How blessed am I for everything
God gave me amply in His time!
How blessed am I for love of God
That chose me to be Christian!
How blessed am I for hope and faith
That help me follow Jesus’ steps!
How blessed am I for poesy
That made my life stress-free, worthwhile!
How blessed am I for God’s with me
And I’m with Him in earthly life!
poem by John Celes
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I Believe.... (Chant One)
i believe...
that all men and women
are created equal...
equal in worth, dignity,
authority, and sacredness.
that wars, for any reason,
are wrong...
that they constitute murder.
that any government
that oppresses the many
for the good of the few,
should be overthrown!
in nonviolent protest,
and the way of the peacemakers.
that the earth,
and all living beings,
are sacred.
that prejudice is murder,
that the faces of god are many...
and that many,
from various traditions,
have felt the presence of god.
that the path we're called
to walk is individual.
that all true paths are based in compassion.
that the way to truth
begins within...
that we are called to listen,
to get involved, to care,
to offer a helping hand.
that we have an inherent need to love,
and to be loved.
and that whom we love
is our own choice!
that every day we evolve...
that death is a beginning...
that hunger is a sin
against the face of humanity.
that justice should be the same for all.
and that love has a body!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Psalm 45
You are fairer than the sons of men
Full of grace and majesty
Omnipotent and glorious
Sweet blessed Trinity
And in your majesty you ride
On the backs of love and grace
You live and reign forevermore
You are perfect in all your ways
Your throne O God is eternal
And majestic are all your ways
You are greater than the sons of men
Without number are all your days.
poem by Frank McEleny
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Sons N Lovers
(ian hunter)
I was your baby-you were my girl
When I asked you to marry me- the tears fell
Sons n lovers, sons n lovers, waving
My childhood goodbye-it seems so sad
Well how long have you been my best friend
This wont be the end of
Sons n lovers-sons n lovers--she wont wanna talk anymore about it
You were my lady- I was your number one
When I said I was leaving- tears run
Sons n lovers-sons n lovers, breakin
Tryin not to hurt each others hearts
Well how long can we exist- I know
We cant go on like this
Sons n lovers-sons and lovers--i dont wanna lie anymore
Was that you I saw--walkin out along the shore
Was that you I saw-talkin to him
Was that you I saw-puttin his hands in yours
Thats alright ma- you can still love him
Thats alright ma- you can still love
And through the years-you know- we will remember
Time will never take old times away
How long for you to discover that- there still some strings attached to
Sons n lovers-sons and lovers
But I dont wanna play anymore
Sons n lovers
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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