He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.
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He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.
A wise man is he who does not grieve for the thing which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.
Ain't Gonna Grieve
by Bob Dylan
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Come on brother, join the band,
Come on sisters, clap your hands,
Tell everybody that's in the land,
You ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Brown and blue and white and black,
All one color on the one-way track,
We got this far and ain't a-goin' back
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We're gonna notify your next of kin,
You're gonna raise the roof until the house falls in.
If you get knocked down get up again,
We ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We'll sing this song all night long,
Sing it to my baby from midnight on.
She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone,
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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He is a wise man who has no worries about the things he doesn't have but he rejoices for those things that he has.
C'mon C'mon
On another day c'mon c'mon
With these ropes I tied can we do no wrong
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
With my teeth locked down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I ever learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
As I make my way c'mon c'mon
These better nights that seem too long
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
With my teeth locked down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
And know this day these deepened wounds don't heal so fast
Can't hear me croon of a million lies that speak no truth
Of a time gone by that now is through
song performed by by Von Blondies
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Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
quote by Bible, Paul, 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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To grieve is something extremely difficult, we don't even know how to begin to grieve, and I don't know how you can be taught to grieve.
quote by Charlotte Rampling
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Christmas 2007 Song – 12
Joy to the world, a Savior’s born!
Peace to men of good-will!
Let every heart receive the Lord;
Pay homage to the king;
Adore the King of kings;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
Joy to the earth, God’s Son is born!
He chose the humblest way!
Let every soul receive His grace;
Ask forgiveness of sins;
Receive the peace, He brings;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
Joy to all souls, for Jesus’ born
Of Virgin Mary Queen!
Let everyone, heed to His call;
Redeemer of the world;
Heaven is nigh to all;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
Joy to the world on Christmas Day!
Christ has come for sinners;
Repent and be saved;
The Lord has paid the price,
By death upon the cross;
By death upon the cross;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
poem by John Celes
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With Malice To Malign
It isn't wise to say unkind things,
Behind another's back.
It isn't wise or advisable to do that.
One never knows 'who' or 'what' is listening.
And how 'whatever' that is that hears,
Wishes to correct the misrepresentation...
With something done no one expects,
That may unexpectedly be severe.
No...
It isn't wise to say unkind things,
Behind someone's back.
It isn't wise or advisable to do that.
Especially if done with malice to malign.
Since one never knows how doing so,
Will someday affect one's mind with wishes...
Of having spent more time to conduct their own business.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Lady's Tears, John Dowland's Third and Last Book of Songs or Airs
I SAW my Lady weep,
And Sorrow proud to be advanced so
In those fair eyes where all perfections keep.
Her face was full of woe;
But such a woe (believe me) as wins more hearts
Than Mirth can do with her enticing parts.
Sorrow was there made fair,
And Passion wise; Tears a delightful thing;
Silence beyond all speech, a wisdom rare:
She made her sighs to sing,
And all things with so sweet a sadness move
As made my heart at once both grieve and love.
O fairer than aught else
The world can show, leave off in time to grieve!
Enough, enough: your joyful look excels:
Tears kill the heart, believe.
O strive not to be excellent in woe,
Which only breeds your beauty's overthrow.
Shunting
Shunting, hunt, hut, hunting, tin, gin, sin, it, is, in, sun, guns, sing;
And like the muse of war! !
But be very wise to choose from the right things always.
Shunting, hunts, huts, sund, hung, tins, unit, sit, hit, in, Inn, gun;
With words of peace in the land of war!
But be very wise to choose from the right things always.
Brought, bought, fought, ought, drought, wrought, nought, sought, thought;
And like beautiful doors and windows!
But be very wise to choose from the right things alway! !
because, not all that glitters is gold.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You Dont Have To Be Old To Be Wise
Ive had enough of being programmed
And told what I ought to do
Lets get one thing straight
Ill choose my fate
And its got nothing to do with you
The years are flying by and its time I got high
Took a sample of the good things in life
This is a chance
Im gonna take
Gonna kick out trouble and strife
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
No I dont care that the people stare
Accuse me of going mad
Just get a long hard look into the mirror
Then, tell me now whos been had
The way things are going I wont get to show em
Go single all the times up to me
So its off with the ties
No compromise
Wanna taste what its like to be free
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
Alright, Im gonna gather my things
Go through the door
Live and let live from now on
At last a free hand, no longer pre-planned
I got a will of my own
I go as I please
Fend for myself
Pull all the stops, throw the dice
Out on my own, gonna go it alone
When I need it
Then Ill ask for advice
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
(fade)
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Wise Man
I sat before the wise man
In the autumn of my youth
And I told him all
The things I had to know
He said you have the future
If you need to find the truth
And in his eyes
I saw that it was so
So I came right out
And asked him
The meaning of life
And as he smiled
I saw a twinkle in his eye
He said with all his years
Theres still so much
He has to learn
And once again
I saw that it was so
Keep on living, loving
Waiting your turn
Its the only way to
Ease your concern
If you want to find
Your dream, be sure
You dont wake up too soon
Or youll find it easier
Shooting for the moon
Wise man, wise man
Which way shall I run
Theres so many roads
So many ways to turn
I am like a blind man
Lost in the sun
I wanna be like you
And be a wise man too
But Im looking for
An easy way to learn
And be a wise man too
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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The Good Things
Demo version, from mayor of simpleton single.
Released in 1989.
Four-track recording.
Though your heart desires the things that money can buy
Emptiness lies through the glass, I shield your eyes
Theres nothing out there for you, my dear
Theres nothing out there for you
Let me tell you about the good things
The good things
I know your head is full of big ideas
You aint missing anything, have no fear
I have touched the grass so green on the other side
It will grieve you and deceive you with disguise
Theres nothing out there for you, my dear
Theres nothing out there for you
Let me tell you about the good things
The good things
I know you pine for things you see in magazines
That world brings heartache, now its not real, believe me
Remember all of those good things
You know you cant buy all those good things
song performed by by Xtc
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Wise Up
Got myself in this situation,
Im not sure about.
Climbing in where theres temptation,
Can I get back out?
I never can quite find the answer,
The one I want to hear.
The one that justifies my action
Says the coast is clear.
Something on the outside
Says to jump on in,
But something on the inside
Is telling me again,
Chorus:
Better wise up.
Better think twice.
Never leave room for compromise.
You better wise up.
Better get smart.
And use your head to guard your heart.
Its gonna get rough,
So you better wise up.
Take a look at your intentions,
When you have to choose.
Could it be that apprehension,
Might be telling you,
To back off now is better,
So take your heart and run.
But get your thoughts together,
Before they come undone.
(repeat chorus)
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice.
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to.)
To back off now is better,
So take your heart and run.
But get your thoughts together,
Before they come undone.
(repeat chorus)
So you better wise up.
Better think twice.
And never leave room for compromise.
Oh, you better wise up.
Better get smart.
And use your head to guard your heart.
Its gonna get rough,
So you better wise up.
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (hohhhh!)
You got to wise up. (oh, yeah!)
You got to. you got to.)
So you better wise up, now....
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (better wise up, yall!)
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to. (oh, yeah!))
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (better...)
You got to wise up. (oh, you better wise up, now....)
You got to. you got to. (ohhhhh, yeah!!!))
(you got to wise up. (hoo! hoo, hoo, hoo, hoooooooo-hoo!!)
You got to think twice.
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to. (oh, got to show yo, yeah!))
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (hoaa!! oowwwww!!!)
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to.)
song performed by by Amy Grant
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But Wise Men Perceive Approaching Things
Because gods perceive future things, men what is happening now,
but wise men perceive approaching things.
Philostratus, Life of Apollonius of Tyana, VIII, 7.
Men know what is happening now.
The gods know the things of the future,
the full and sole possessors of all lights.
Of the future things, wise men perceive
approaching things. Their hearing
is sometimes, during serious studies,
disturbed. The mystical clamor
of approaching events reaches them.
And they heed it with reverence. While outside
on the street, the peoples hear nothing at all.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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God Is In My Life
God is in my life!
Always...
And forever.
He will make things right!
Always...
And forever!
He is in control!
Even though some show,
None of this they know.
Many want it known and told...
He will never leave,
A grieving heart in misery!
God is in my life!
Always...
And forever.
He will make things right!
Always...
And forever!
He is in control.
Never will He leave,
Me in misery!
I know it can be told,
I don't have to grieve...
Since He is the Keeper of my soul!
Said...
God is in my life!
Always...
And forever.
He will make things right!
Always...
And forever!
From the moment I was born,
God has never disowned me.
My transgressions to Him I have shown.
And He has been right there...
To comfort me in my despair!
Said...
He is in control.
Never will He leave,
Me in misery!
I know it can be told,
I don't have to grieve...
Since He is the Keeper of my soul!
God is in my life!
Always...
And forever.
He will make things right!
Always...
And forever!
And never will I ever,
Forget the love of God I keep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I Should Die
If I should die
and you should grieve
my soul would weep
I do believe.
And knowing this
is hard to bear.
For leaving you
there is no where
to cover gloom.
But in your heart
there still is room
for memories
of how we were.
So please, my love
I ask of you
'Do not grieve
for we're not through.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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When we are reflecting on terrorism we can grieve for many things we do and have done.
quote by Mary Douglas
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A Glory Gone
What is my thought of you, beloved one,
Now you have passed from me and gone your ways?
Glory is gone with you from stars and sun,
And all wise meaning from the nights and days.
There is no colour, no delight, no praise
In the deep forest, where your dear eyes shone,
Nor any dryad face with cheeks ablaze
To paint the glades grown sere as Avalon.
--What is my thought of you? No thought have I
But just to weep the pity of lost things,
Grieve with the wind, and rain tears with the rain.
The sun may smile, who knows, in a blue sky,
To--morrow? But to--day Hope's passionate wings
Are folded and Love waits on only Pain.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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