A gem is not polished without rubbing, nor is a man perfect without trials.
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A gem is not polished without rubbing, nor a man made perfect without trials.
A gem is not polished without rubbing, nor a man perfected without trials.
Gems are polished by rubbing, just as men are made brilliant by trials.
I really don't like when things are all polished and perfect - the perfect love story and the hair is perfect.
quote by Marisa Tomei
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The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials.
The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials.
The gem cannot be polished without friction, not a man perfected without trials.
A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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The diamond cannot be polished without friction, nor the man perfected without trials.
All My Trials
I had a little book
Was give to me
And every page
Spoke of liberty
All my trials
Will soon be over
There is a tree
In paradise
The pilgrims call it
The tree of life
All my trials
Will soon be over
But its too late, my friend
Too late
But never mind
All my trials
Will soon be over
If religion were a thing
That money could buy
Then the rich would live
And the poor would die
All my trials
Will soon be over
All my trials
Will soon be over
song performed by by Nick Drake
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940 Pearl Birthstone Of June
Pain produces perfect pearl
For pearls are not just mineral
Aphrodisiacal oysters
Provide perfect pearls - pre-packaged!
Inside their shells gently growing.
The pearl symbolises - purity
In love - in life - in liberty.
Pain produces perfect pearl.
Natural pearls are so spontaneous
Growing slowly throughout lifetime
Seven years inside the mollusk
Gulfs of Persia - California
Jordan - Mexico and Mannar
Pearls of every size and colour
White - silver - cream - green - black and blue
Natual pearls are so spontaneous.
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June
Fueling faithfulness and friendship
Healing heads and hearts and hearing
Bringing wearers nearer Heaven
Twinned with Zodiac sign Gemini
Channels the strength of Sister Moon
Pulsating purifying power.
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June
Polished pearls give perfect pleasure
Pain produces perfect pearls
Natural pearls are so spontaneous
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June.
June Joyful grace pearls Birthstone
Spontaneous so are pearls natural
Pearls perfect produces pain
Pleasure perfect give pearls polished.
This poem is dedicated to a Polished Pearl.
(John Knight - Cool Colchester - 23 January 2010)
poem by John Knight
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Perfect Part 2
I don’t need perfect cloth
I don’t need perfect hair
What I need is a confidence
I don’t need perfect score
I don’t need perfect job
What I need is a support
I don’t need perfect word
I don’t need perfect dream
What I need is a chance
I don’t need perfect agreement
I don’t need perfect control
What I need is a solution
I don’t need perfect holiday
I don’t need perfect memories
What I need is a peace of mind
I don’t need perfect home
I don’t need perfect family
What I need is a comfort
I don’t need perfect love
I don’t need perfect life
What I need is an understanding
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Welcome Cross
'Tis my happiness below
Not to live without the cross,
But the Saviour's power to know,
Sanctifying every loss;
Trials must and will befall;
But with humble faith to see
Love inscribed upon them all,
This is happiness to me.
God in Israel sows the seeds
Of affliction, pain, and toil;
These spring up and choke the weeds
Which would else o'erspread the soil:
Trials make the promise sweet,
Trials give new life to prayer;
Trials bring me to His feet,
Lay me low, and keep me there.
Did I meet no trials here,
No chastisement by the way,
Might I not with reason fear
I should prove a castaway?
Bastards may escape the rod,
Sunk in earthly vain delight;
But the true-born child of God
Must not -- would not, if he might.
poem by William Cowper
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Olney Hymn 35: Welcome Cross
'Tis my happiness below
Not to live without the cross,
But the Saviour's power to know,
Sanctifying every loss;
Trials must and will befall;
But with humble faith to see
Love inscribed upon them all,
This is happiness to me.
God in Israel sows the seeds
Of affliction, pain, and toil;
These spring up and choke the weeds
Which would else o'erspread the soil:
Trials make the promise sweet,
Trials give new life to prayer;
Trials bring me to His feet,
Lay me low, and keep me there.
Did I meet no trials here,
No chastisement by the way,
Might I not with reason fear
I should prove a castaway?
Bastards may escape the rod,
Sunk in earthly vain delight;
But the true-born child of God
Must not - would not, if he might.
poem by William Cowper
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An icon painter starts not with Jesus Christ but by finding earth and rubbing. Now what is earth, what are you rubbing in directing?
quote by Peter Brook
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Your Perfect Little Girl...
Your perfect little girl dropped a grade on her report card.
Your perfect little girl yelled at you last night.
Your perfect little girl painted her nails black.
Your perfect little girl lied to you all her life.
Your perfect little girl cries herself to sleep.
Your perfect little girl slits her wrists till she bleeds.
Your perfect little girl hates you.
Your perfect little girl hates herself.
Your perfect little girl has given up on life.
Your perfect little girl had a tantrum today.
Your perfect little girl has her head in the toilet after dinner.
Your perfect little girl wants to run away.
Your perfect little girl hasn't let you dry her tears.
Your perfect little girl disobeyed you.
Your perfect little girl hates the world.
Your perfect little girl is hated by the world.
Your perfect little girl is very unhappy.
Your perfect little girl tried to commit suicide.
Your perfect little girl became a disgrace.
Your perfect little girl keeps alot of secrets.
Your perfect little girl deals with everything on her own
Your perfect little girl had to grow up too fast.
Your perfect little girl is on the edge of breakdown.
Your perfect little girl just isn't so perfect anymore.
poem by Gabriela Valoy
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My Perfect Sister
MY PERFECT SISTER
My perfect sister holds me tight
My perfect sister kisses me goodnight
My perfect sister knows when I’m mad
My perfect sister helps me when I’m sad
My perfect sister is so smart
My perfect sister has my heart
My perfect sister is good and nice
My perfect sister holds me at night
My perfect sister loves me lots
My perfect sister ties the knot
My perfect sister is here to stay
My perfect sister I have until this very day
My perfect sister I wish you well
My perfect sister yes I can tell
My perfect sister asked if I lied
My perfect sister knows if I’ve cried
My perfect sister has moved away
->My perfect sister is in my heart to and will always stay
poem by Megan Sandifer
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Sorry I Am Not Perfect
I'm sorry for lying
I'm sorry for trying
I'm sorry for crying
I'm sorry for dying
I'm sorry Mom
I'm sorry Dad
I'm sorry for being bad.
I'm sorry not being a good lad.
I'm sorry for disobeying
I'm sorry for being dishonest
I'm sorry for being so churlish
Although I never said sorry
This is one way for being so naughty.
I may not be the perfect daughter.
I may not be the perfect sister.
I may not be even a perfect friend.
But I am not a perfect women.
My body isn't perfect.
My speech isn't perfect..
My work isn't perfect...
Why aren't I perfect?
poem by Monica Rose
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A Little Heavens Rubbing Off On Me
I used to like
Making love then
Getting up
And never having to explain
Ive always been free
I never could see me
Dragin no ball and chain
I like running around
And being tied down
Never was my cup of tea
But since Ive been holding an angel
A little heavens rubbing off on me
And Im beginning to like just sittin and holding hands
Looking into her eyes Im thinking about future plans
And then I get the feeling that the life that Id been leading aint all its cracked
Up to be
Since Ive been holding an angel
A little heavens rubbing off on me
I used like
To spend the night
Sittin on an old bar stool
Drinkin wine and killing time
With all over those other fools
But since you took my hand
I think I understand
It aint the way it outta be
Since Ive been holding an angel
A little heavens rubbing off on me
And Im beginning to like just sittin and holding hands
Looking into her eyes Im thinking about future plans
And then I get the feeling that the life that Id been leading aint all its cracked
Up to be
Since Ive been holding an angel
A little heavens rubbing off on me
Since Ive been holding an angel
A little heavens rubbing off on me
song performed by by George Strait
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I Need To Lean On You
Lord I need to lean upon you, to do those things only you can do,
As you move on the hearts of man, with ways only your Spirit can,
Moving upon a troubled heart, beyond all words I’m able to impart,
Healing hurts I cannot reach, beyond those words I tend to preach.
I must view a hopeless situation, through the Words of Revelation,
Seeing in stories of the past, hope that through all times shall last,
Men such as Daniel and Joseph too, who in all trials relied on you,
And that hope, I lean upon today, when darker trials come my way.
Even in that toughest situation, I wait on The Lord of my Salvation,
To deliver me, when trials come, through the Power of God’s Son,
Who secures for His own victory, when trials come to you and me,
With the promise of Eternal Life, He helps us through earthly strife.
It has always been God alone, who sends victory from His Throne,
As men are saved to live for Him, in a world that is plagued by sin,
For it is Christ who shelters us, our eternal fortress in who we trust,
Strengthening us in times of need, when His Truth we truly to heed.
Lord, in quietness I must be still, while I seek out your Perfect Will,
In the situation which I face today, in God’s time and in God’s way,
Not questioning God, how or why, but, reflecting on days gone by,
Recalling with heartfelt praise, how He got me through darker days.
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