Prayer opens the heart to God, and it is the means by which the soul, though empty, is filled by God.
quote by John Bunyan
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This Is My Prayer For You
Peaceful valleys, mountaintops
No dark alleys, or sudden stops
This is my prayer
This is my prayer for you
Love is calling, starry skies
Always falling, but not for lies
This is my prayer
This is my prayer for you
Chorus:
May all your sweet dreams go unbroken
May every wish youve ever spoken
Come true
This is my prayer
This is my prayer for you
Celebrations, true blue friends
Revelations, and a heart that mends
This is my prayer
This is my prayer for you
Repeat chorus
Arms that welcome, doors opened wide
All your loved ones, gathered by your side
This is my prayer
This is my prayer for you
May all your days be filled with laughter
May all your prayers be quickly answered
This is my prayer
This is my prayer for you
song performed by by Reba Mcentire, music by Tony Arata, Gary Scruggs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Epitome of love
Genuine passion
is like an adventure
in the form of expression
narrating the stories of a soul
held captive in the realm of tender emotions
falling in love is a risky truth
that secretely completes the soul
and opens the pores
of joy in the heart
delight of mine
intense passion
center of my attention
you have furnished my soul
with the colour of love
your voice echoes in the empty spaces
of my soul and thus filling my heart with bliss
poem by Irenio Irenaeus Bero
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My Lovers Prayer
My lovers prayer
In the history of
A life takes a heart
When the power of love comes together
There is nothing can tear us apart
And the touch of your hand I can feel
That what we got is stronger than steel
Thats when you hear
My lovers prayer
Its my own silent message to you
Takes me there, my lovers prayer
And my soul is divided in two
With my love on the line
I send it all over the world
Out on the air
cause I cant let go
And my heart has a mind of its own
Its my lovers prayer
Its the mystery of
A place blessed by us
And the moment of truth is forever
In the face of incredible odds
And the look in your eyes tells me why
Let our words burn a sign in the sky
My lovers prayer
Its as easy as talking to you
All my life, having you there
In my own private vision come true
Youre heaven on earth
Youre the fire and all that Im worth
And I can be strong
You hold the key
Dont say its over
Dont say its over for me
My lovers prayer
Its as easy as talking to you
All my life, having you there
In my own private vision come true
In my search for your love
I send it all over the world
Its all I can bare
And the nights get long
But my heart holds on
Its no empty words
Its my own silent message to you
Takes me there, my lovers prayer
And my soul is divided in two
cause I cant let go
And my heart has a mind of its own
Its my lovers prayer
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Absence
My cup is empty to-night,
Cold and dry are its sides,
Chilled by the wind from the open window.
Empty and void, it sparkles white in the moonlight.
The room is filled with the strange scent
Of wistaria blossoms.
They sway in the moon's radiance
And tap against the wall.
But the cup of my heart is still,
And cold, and empty.
When you come, it brims
Red and trembling with blood,
Heart's blood for your drinking;
To fill your mouth with love
And the bitter-sweet taste of a soul.
poem by Amy Lowell
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Say A Little Prayer
A prayer for the living
a prayer for the dead
a prayer for the soul
a prayer for the world
It doesn't take long
and it could save
your soul
What have you lost
if you say a little prayer
What could you lose
if you don't
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Every true prayer is a prayer of the Church; by means of that prayer the Church prays, since it is the Holy Spirit living in the Church, Who in every single soul 'prays in us with unspeakable groanings'.
quote by Edith Stein
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What Joy
What joy has filled my empty heart
For so long starved of love,
My spirit floating through the air
And on the clouds above.
What joy has come to me at last
When all my hope had gone,
For finally my luck has changed
And fortune now has shone.
What joy when all I had was lost
Alone and poor was I,
But now my future seems so clear
Just like the summer sky.
What joy has filled my empty heart
Now it does sing for thee,
The love for which I'd waited long
Shall last eternally.
poem by Andrew Blakemore
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What is
What is a dream to my being,
To justify the way it takes wing,
And opens my eyes to seeing,
Uplifting my soul to believing.
What is an emotion to my soul,
To leave it feeling so whole,
Yet depriving me of all control,
As it reorients my visionary goal.
What is a lie to my integrity,
To bereave me of any nobility,
In a world where all is empty,
Yet somehow demands morality.
What is love to my heart,
To bind me to this art,
Refusing me to be apart,
From the one I knew from the start.
poem by Jeremy Cahoon
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There Is This Fire
there is this fire
it has not burned you yet
there is this rain
it has not drowned you yet
there is this wind
it has not blown you beyond death yet
there is this earth
that dries and cracks and opens itself to everything
there are four empty spaces inside my heart
all these are there undivided
no one, no one, no one, no one
ever, ever understands it, not even this body this mind this soul
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jaan
Jaan
Dear Jaan
Do you know what Jaan means?
It means a lot to me
That may be your guess!
But do you really know?
Jaan means (my) soul!
And do you know what soul is?
It is the mind-particle!
And you know what mind is?
Mind consists of mind-particle
And its glow!
And do you know what glow is?
It is the thinnest layer of mass!
The so-called empty space!
And do you know how big it is?
Mind-shine is so big although it contains
Measurable mass of tiniest matter - mind-particle
It's hard to find mind-particle's trace!
So now you see
Now it seems now and then to me
You are the closest thing to me!
As if the two of us are lost in empty space
Joining together as one
And forever having fun!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Cain
The delicate action of grace in the soul is profoundly disturbed by all human violence. Passion, when it is inordinate, does violence to the spirit and its most dangerous violence is that in which we seem to find peace. Violence is not completely fatal until it ceases to disturb us. Thomas Merton. Thoughts in Solitude.
Like a delicate wind
your grace shaped my infant soul
filled my emptiness
with angelic form
and I was beautiful
and good
until, jealous for your love,
I slew my brother.
Now I fear the abyss
that opens beneath me
the grave
of my sin-withered soul.
and to you I pray
forgive me! bring me back
from the numbing peace
of careless, empty
days!
poem by Steven Federle
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The Endless World Of Words Opens Again
THE ENDLESS RIVER OF WORDS OPENS AGAIN
The endless river of words opens again
And once more it becomes possible
To say on endlessly
The dreams we can see before our eyes
When we open them to the morning light
Or the darkest deepest sky of star- filled night.
All is open again to wonder
And there can be a hope
Which means
Survival alone is not what Life is all about
But instead also
The countless small beauties one sees everywhere
When one knows how to look.
There is a world after all
Outside oneself
And that world described
Can too be a poem -
And every reality take on its own meaning
And Beauty be in so many seen and said things
That life in joy becomes possible and poetry again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Divine wisdom has given us prayer, not as a means whereby to obtain the good things of earth, but as a means whereby we learn to do without them; not as a means whereby we escape evil, but as a means whereby we become strong to meet it.
quote by Frederick William Robertson
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I Am A Patriot
And the river opens for the righteous (5 times)
Someday
I was walking with my brother
And he wondered whats on my mind
I said what I believe in my soul
Aint what I see with my eyes
And we cant turn our backs this time
I am a patriot
And I love my county
Because my country is all I know
I want to be with my family
The people who understand me
Ive got nowhere else to go
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
Someday
And I was talking with my sister
She looked so fine
I said, baby, whats on your mind?
She said, I want to run like the lion
Released from the cages
Released from the rages
Burning in my heart tonight
And I aint no communist
And I aint no capitalist
And I aint no socialist
And I aint no imperialist
And I aint no democrat
And I aint no republican
I only know one party
And it is freedom
I am, I am, I am
I am a patriot
And I love my country
Because my county is all I know
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
And the river opens for the righteous
Someday
And the river opens for the righteous...
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Listen my heart
Listen, if stars are still lit it means there is someone who needs them.
It means someone wants to love,
Why then do we feel so much pain and heaviness of heart?
are we waiting for something, regretting anything?
To whom I can strech out my hand in the somber desert ?
Who will accompany me on the empty night?
Who will give me a fiery day?
Who will bring back the sea that left?
No hope here. Torment is certain.
Without sacredness in the emptiness of this world of ours,
the heart of man fades like a flower.
Suddenly, the shuddering of the heavens penetrating my soul,
Oh never let the parting sun, no star is ever lost we once have seen.
The long rains will continue to fall.
poem by Alexis Karpouzos from We are a conversation (20 July 2012)
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A Poem Is Not Always A Prayer
A poem is not always a prayer
A poem can merely describe.
A prayer cries from the heart.
It calls from the soul.
It does not live by Beauty alone.
A prayer may be a poem
And a poem a prayer.
Not always do they say as one
“Oh God, ‘Where Aren’t You? ’
And ‘Where Are You? ’ ”
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Heaven's Just A Prayer Away
Heaven's Just A Prayer Away - Dolly Parton
If you're trying to reach Heaven
you talk to Jesus, you talk to Him every day.
'Cause Jesus knows, He knows that you are coming
and Heaven's just a prayer away.
If you go, if you go to church on Sunday
you get down on your knees and pray
and give your heart and your soul to Jesus.
Heaven's just a prayer away.
You are just one prayer from Heaven
as you travel down life's highway.
Just when you think that you can't make it,
well, Heaven's just a prayer away.
Of, if you go, if you go to church on Sunday
you get down on your knees and pray
and give your heart and give your soul to Jesus.
Heaven's just a prayer away.
Heaven's just a prayer away.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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I Want To Have
I want to have a heart that’s Holy
I want to have a heart tuned into God.
I want to have a heart that sends love
With each beating hearts muscle throb.
I want to have a heart of pure Mercy
For all of God’s children here on earth.
I want to have a heart of Joy in abundance
From which God’s power was Virgin birthed.
I want to have a heart of true compassion
That opens up for all in need.
I want to have a heart that spreads God’s word
In each word which planted seed.
I want to have a heart of Christ
That it beats but only for Him above.
I want to have a heart that is filled with Him
To bring to Him one day, to Heaven above.
poem by Linda Winchell
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Have you even been in love Horrible, isn't it It makes you so vulnrable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
quote by Rose Walker
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As the morning glory opens
As the morning glory opens
to the new day
and portray her delicate beauty
my heart opens to your smiling face
and I am filled with the grace
that loving you bring
and the honour and duty
of being with you
brightens my life.
As rivers take their streams
to the sea, going through many brooks
flowing from far away
I am going deeper than they,
past all my dreams,
flowing past inner nooks
to the garden set for you and me
in the soil of our hearts.
poem by Gert Strydom
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