I love the description of Gothic churches before the printed word, that they were the bibles of the poor.
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I hate the word gothic but I would like to try doing something like that. A gothic sound, not rock, but gothic. There's a difference.
quote by Kelly Osbourne
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The rosary was said every evening. I always liked that sentence about the medieval Churches, that they were the Bibles of the poor. The Church was my first book and I would think it is still my most important book.
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
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Speak The Word
Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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The stars are the great Gothic churches: spires, naves, delicate flying buttresses, massive conventional buttresses, stained glass and grandeur, grandeur, grandeur.
quote by John Corry
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Looking In All The Wrong Places
'I went in search of a word from God.' Kevin Carney
A modern trend, the vain search,
age of information, wisdom of the world,
looking in all the wrong places;
“God gave knowledge and insight
in all writing and wisdom;
and Daniel himself had understanding
in all sorts of visions and dreams.” Daniel 1: 17.
Where would you seek a word from God?
Christ’s servant Paul declared
“my speech and what I preached
were not with persuasive words
or words of wisdom
but with a demonstration
of spirit and power,
that YOUR faith might be,
not in men’s wisdom
but in God’s power.” 1 Corinthians 2: 4-5.
Would you search for a word or ask God?
“So, if any one of YOU is lacking in wisdom,
let him keep on asking God,
for he gives generously to all
and without reproaching;
and it will be given him.
But let him keep on asking in faith,
not doubting at all, for he who doubts
is like a wave of the sea driven
by the wind and blown about.” James 1: 5-6.
Therefore ask in faith and you shall receive,
a promise from God, but doubt receive not. James 1: 7.
'I went in search of a word from God.' Kevin Carney
Yet if you will read the Bible, God's word,
from cover to cover, not a single word,
but a flood you will discover, God’s word.
Would you search for God’s word in the world?
It was Jesus who said “My kingdom
is no part of this world.” John 18: 36.
Paul said “For the wisdom of this world
is foolishness with God; for it is written:
“He catches the wise in their own cunning.” 1 Corinthians 3: 19.
I also went in search of God
but mostly I never left my house.
I read the Bible from cover to cover
after all it is the world’s best seller.
Every year globally the world’s best seller.
The first mass produced printed book ever.
Johannes Gutenberg’s,1452 -1455 masterpiece, movable type edition.
Bibles never since out of print; help complete; Christ’s sacred mission.
See also ‘Prime Search Locations’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Use of the word; the word itself was not printed.
quote by Robert Vaughan
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Almost Gothic
Im working on gospel time these days
(the summer - this could be the cool part of the summer)
The sloe-eyed creature in the reckless room shes so severe
A wise child walks right out of here
Im so excited I can barely cope
Im sizzling like an isotope
Im on fire so cut me some slack
Chorus:
First shes way gone then she comes back
Shes all business then shes ready to play
Shes almost gothic in a natural way
This house of desire is built foursquare
(the city - the cleanest kitten in the city)
When she speaks its like the slickest song I ever heard
Im hanging on her every word
As if Im not already blazed enough
She hits me with the cryptic stuff
Thats her style - to jerk me around
Chorus:
First shes all feel then she cools down
Shes pure science with a splash of black cat
Shes almost gothic and I like it like that
This dark place so thrilling and new
Its kind of like the opposite of an aerial view
Unless Im totally wrong
I hear her rap and brother its strong
Im pretty sure that what shes telling me is mostly lies
But I just stand there hypnotized
Ill just have to make it work somehow
Im in the amen corner now
Its called love - I spell l -u- v
Chorus:
First shes all buzz then shes noise-free
Shes bubbling over then theres nothing to say
Shes almost gothic in a natural way
Shes old school then shes like young
Little eva meets the bleecker street brat
Shes almost gothic but its better than that
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Prophets of Old
The evangelical movement Got involved with politics after Roe vs. Wade and tied itself to the right and now it needs to go through a divorce in these last days and become universalists like the prophets of old who stood up to the wrongs in Israel based on the Spirit of the Lord and Scripture not politics or ideology. I am done with backing left or right ideologies but standing for God's Word at times takes either way. Abortion is murder but so is letting someone die without healthcare because of a pre-existing illness etc We all need to put our politics on the alttar.
The LEFT wing churches are so crazy they marry gays and don't believe the Bible is the Word of God or only the parts they want are the Word....I will be no ones shill or behave in away that compromises the truth of Gods Word. These fruit cake churches have no repentance
How can we allow a corporation like Monsanto feed our kids cancer and not label its products as GMO's or disclose exactly what it does? We stay quiet because of an ideology yet see pulpits constantly put down radical Islam like the evil is over there? Let's be consistent not prejudice.
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Lines on Methodist Union
Sept. 1883, whereby the whole of the churches of that denomination
were united into one body.
A pleasing sight to-day we see,
Four churches joined in harmony ;
There difference was but trivial,
But strove each other to outrival.
In friendship now they do unite,
And satan only do they fight ;
And they'll plant churches in North-West,
Where they can serve the Lord the best.
poem by James McIntyre
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Bibles
You brought your Bibles and printed tracts
To a land that God has no heaven in,
For Tao, Confucious and Buddha, here
Had prior claims to the hearts you'd win.
You think you're holding a secret key
To truths that nobody else has found,
But minds far greater than yours despaired,
And you just cover the same old ground.
And pride lies heavy before a fall,
And vanity masks any truths you see,
The book you cherish is short on facts,
But lives in hopes, through eternity.
While all its chapters are written in blood,
The Jews, the Arabs, the Irish fools,
The swarthy Spanish Inquisitor
Who tore the flesh that he'd save poor souls.
The Reformation of England's Church,
All done for the sake of Anne Boleyn,
While Cranmer, Lambert, and Thomas More
Paid with their lives for Henry's sin.
I have no doubt that my God is there,
And sees the world through a mist of tears,
For what we've made of his mighty plan
Should shame us all for a thousand years.
But if it's a vengeful God you seek
Who waits to punish, and bring us pain,
I know him not, for the God I know
Would love us all, as I love my son.
But such as you can be never told,
You're sure, so sure, and you're born again;
Be sure that you live this life, not scold,
Good works aren't done on your knees, my friend!
poem by David Lewis Paget
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The Description Of Love
Just I was thinking about love
What it does how it comes
May I could give a description of love
Though I know its hard to be described
Yet no one has the choice to decide to fall in love or not
Lonely hearts stay alone
Strangers they are in this world
At the stations of the life there they wait for the train of love
For the unknown
Yet no one has the opportunity to chose who to love
Always we fall in love with someone so far of our imaginations
Not the one who we were figured out there somewhere in our imaginations and desires
Yet all the lifetime we wait for the perfect one to come out
But never ever the perfection and the love have been met yet
Those both are two strangers
They're too unlike to be met
Yet it comes unexpectly, has no timing comes at one without any warning
Love comes like a storm to our lives
It never puts differences between the old or the young
Oh love how can you be described
Yet how hard its to find the real love
Maybe that's why once it comes
Occupies our souls there's nowhere to run to escape of love
It captivates us and we become the honest solders of the love
Yet when we fall crazy in love
How hard is the lose of real love
Our hearts years there cry
How hard its the lose of real ove
Yet the love is like a war
Sometimes we win
Sometimes, somehow unfortunately we lose the love war
Sometimes we become the poor slaves of the love war
Oh love you are so hard to be found
Oh love you are so hard to be described
You're Inscrutable...
Unreachable...
Unforgettable .....
There's no word in the world that can describe you yet?
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Variations on the Word Love
This is a word we use to plug
holes with. It's the right size for those warm
blanks in speech, for those red heart-
shaped vacancies on the page that look nothing
like real hearts. Add lace
and you can sell
it. We insert it also in the one empty
space on the printed form
that comes with no instructions. There are whole
magazines with not much in them
but the word love, you can
rub it all over your body and you
can cook with it too. How do we know
it isn't what goes on at the cool
debaucheries of slugs under damp
pieces of cardboard? As for the weed-
seedlings nosing their tough snouts up
among the lettuces, they shout it.
Love! Love! sing the soldiers, raising
their glittering knives in salute.
Then there's the two
of us. This word
is far too short for us, it has only
four letters, too sparse
to fill those deep bare
vacuums between the stars
that press on us with their deafness.
It's not love we don't wish
to fall into, but that fear.
this word is not enough but it will
have to do. It's a single
vowel in this metallic
silence, a mouth that says
O again and again in wonder
and pain, a breath, a finger
grip on a cliffside. You can
hold on or let go.
poem by Margaret Atwood
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The word actress has always seemed less a job description to me than a title.
quote by Gene Tierney
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0011 'Living and dying, laughing and forgetting' - listening to Ferlinghetti
and you’ve read many poems like this,
on the printed page;
the big words thrown in like some hot curry
where you’re short of good solid meat
so rap a few more big words in and
another spoonful of curry powder
or sex, or some current buzz-word
denoting a lifetime of youthful intelligent
rebellion and independent thought…
but not this time.
This is a famous poet of a famous time
and he’s just written it, in his eighties
and he won’t live for ever and he’s here
and reading it with vigour; a husky voice, and
his face flushed with eternity;
eternity, and innocence;
he means every word; and each word
comes from the centre of his life
‘living and dying,
laughing and forgetting…’
and listening to him, you could feel
that poetry’s too good for the printed page –
it should be declaimed, to audiences
who’ve walked for dusty miles,
who’ve bathed in sacred springs,
who’ve brought their children,
who’ve been here all day
and who will sit silent by the fires at night,
who are on their knees
listening with their lives
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Words
If on isle of the sea
I have to tarry,
With one book, let it be
A Dictionary.
For though I love life's scene,
It seems absurd,
My greatest joy has been
The printed word.
Though painter with delight
May colours blend,
They are but in his sight
Means to an end.
Yet while I harmonise
Or pattern them,
A precious word I prize
Like to a gem.
A fiddler lures fine tone
From gut and wood;
A sculptor from stark stone
Shapes godlihood.
But let me just caress,
Like silver birds,
For their own loveliness--
Bewitching words.
poem by Robert William Service
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Ideals jump across the hierarchies of the printed word.
quote by Dennis Potter
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Elvaston Castle
In a Derbyshire county stands one castle grand
In all its three hundred acres of land
This gothic castle is in need of love and care
Needs no entrepreneur to rip it all bare
Wyatt designed the great gothic hall
With ceiling so high you gaze in aw
Elvaston castle claim no name to fame
But it must stay in the public domain
It needs no golf course to ruin the land
It needs no hotel to make it look grand
All that it needs is some love and care
So the people of Derby can always go there
18 04 2009
Chellaston
poem by Jim O'Donnell
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In writing biography, fact and fiction shouldn't be mixed. And if they are, the fictional points should be printed in red ink, the facts printed in black ink.
quote by Catherine Drinker Bowen
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The Word
Find the word, understand the word,
Depend on the word;
The word is heaven and space, the word the earth,
The word the universe.
The word is in our ears, the word is on our tongues,
The word the idol.
The word is the holy book, the word is harmony,
The word is music.
The word is magic, the word the Guru.
The word is the body, the word is the spirit, the word is being,
The word Not-being.
The word is man, the word is woman,
The Worshipped Great.
The word is the seen and unseen, the word is the existent
And the non-existent.
Know the word, says Kabir,
The word is All-powerful.