Those that go gold into the furnace will come out no worse.
quote by Matthew Henry
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Four In The Furnace (Bible Poems For Children)
In a far away
land,
Lived a wicked
king.
He prayed to
idols and things.
He told his
people,
Where the idol
stood.
They must pray,
and be good.
Into a furnace,
you will go,
If you, do not bow
low.
Three christian
men, lived there,
Believed in God,
All the way from
Israel they
trod.
Bow, the king,
told them so,
We believe in God,
our answer is no.
Make a fire, hot
as can be.
Who is your God?
We shall see.
Into the furnace,
you will go,
I'll test your God,
then we will know.
In the furnace, the
king saw four.
Quickly, he shouted,
open the door.
Your God is in the
furnace, I see,
I now, resign my
decree.
poem by Heather Burns
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For gold is tried in the fire and acceptable men in the furnace of adversity.
quote by George Santayana
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A crucible for silver and a furnace for gold, but Allah tests the heart.
Old Revolution
I finally broke into the prison,
I found my place in the chain.
Even damnation is poisoned with rainbows,
all the brave young men
they're waiting now to see a signal
which some killer will be lighting for pay.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture,
you whom I cannot betray.
I fought in the old revolution
on the side of the ghost and the King.
Of course I was very young
and I thought that we were winning;
I can't pretend I still feel very much like singing
as they carry the bodies away.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture...
Lately you've started to stutter
as though you had nothing to say.
To all of my architects let me be traitor.
Now let me say I myself gave the order
to sleep and to search and to destroy.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture...
Yes, you who are broken by power,
you who are absent all day,
you who are kings for the sake of your children's story,
the hand of your beggar is burdened down with money,
the hand of your lover is clay.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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The Old Revolution
I finally broke into the prison,
I found my place in the chain.
Even damnation is poisoned with rainbows,
All the brave young men
Theyre waiting now to see a signal
Which some killer will be lighting for pay.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture,
You whom I cannot betray.
I fought in the old revolution
On the side of the ghost and the king.
Of course I was very young
And I thought that we were winning;
I cant pretend I still feel very much like singing
As they carry the bodies away.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture...
Lately youve started to stutter
As though you had nothing to say.
To all of my architects let me be traitor.
Now let me say I myself gave the order
To sleep and to search and to destroy.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture...
Yes, you who are broken by power,
You who are absent all day,
You who are kings for the sake of your childrens story,
The hand of your beggar is burdened down with money,
The hand of your lover is clay.
Into this furnace I ask you now to venture...
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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You are the gold!
You are the gold yet to be polished,
Unearthed from the mine's womb,
You have to glitter to show your luster,
You are undergone the heat meditation,
In the hot furnace to melt and strip,
All the impurities and weakness of you,
Strengthened with amalgamation,
In which you are combined with experience,
To be strong to take all the beats,
To be malleable and ductile,
Sometimes you are simply poured in the mold,
Sometimes you are heavily electrolyzed,
In the acidic medium, where you can coat,
Anything that has to hide its flaws,
Even if you are thrown into the ditch,
Someone will pick up and keep you in their heart,
You are the gold, undergoing lots of pressure,
To make you as the ornaments,
For the lovely diamond to rest,
You are the gold, shines as the Sun,
Or yet to shine at least as the moon,
Still you are very precious,
For those who knows your value.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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You Remind Me Of Gold
Baby, when I think about you
And thats when I think
I think about gold
You remind me of gold
And when I see the sunrise in the sky
And when I hear your brakes come squealing by
I forget
Everything Ive been told
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
Baby I always think about you
I think of the life and glory you hold
You remind me of gold
And even though there was no sun today
And though you are a thousand miles away
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
song performed by by Human League
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Silver And Gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Silver & Gold
Words and Music by Johnny Marks.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Too Far Out
Rude they are
The electronic plugged-in kids!
With scholarships to induce us all
With a preview of a future
Some say can not get worse...
But that 'worse' isn't near,
It's already here.
And they will be the ones,
We have left to get things done!
That's frightening.
That's sad!
That should wake up everyone...
When the soaring price to pay for life,
Will get beyond any payment of a tab!
They are 'now' out of control...
Too far out to be punished,
Or scold!
We left those tasks to a government.
That did not treat this investment like gold!
And that rhyming is the result of bad timing!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wrapped
Hold me to the light
All this for me
Arms wrapped around me
Breathe out gold
Cold
Hold me to the light
Hold me to the light
All this for me
Arms wrapped around me
Breathe out gold
Cold
All I could want
All I could need
All I could feel
All I could see
Damn myself
Am I safe?
Bought myself a better life
Gave myself a reward
A worse hand was never dealt
A worse hit was never felt
Damn myself
Am I safe?
Back myself, paid the price back myself
Bought you a better life
Hold me to the light
See what I just might offer up
Forgiveness
Think that I'd forget this?
With all I could want
With all I could need
With all I could feel
With all I could see
Bought myself a better life
Gave myself a reward
A worse hand was never dealt
A worse hit was never felt
Hold me to the light
All this for me
Arms wrapped around me
I don't think so.
song performed by by Ultraspank
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The arms race is worse than it ever was, the dumping of creation down a military rat hole is worse than it ever was, the wars across the earth are worse than they ever were.
quote by Daniel Berrigan
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Steel on Steel
Strength in each and every part
needs no paltry poet's art
to picture peerless tensile worth
which rhymes through time in class apart
to show glow's incandescent birth.
Hammers heated chain links bind
furnace features, anvil mind,
steel represents upon this Earth.
From forceful freedom's furnace find
fragility, flaws left behind.
18 October 2011
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Morgan’s Curse
Followin’ the trail on the old treasure map,
I came to the spot that said “Dig right here.”
And four feet down my spade struck wood
Just where the map said a chest would appear.
But carved in the side were written these words:
“A curse upon he who disturbs this gold.”
Signed, Morgan the Pirate, Scourge of the Seas.
I read these words and my blood ran cold.
So here I sit upon untold wealth
Tryin’ to figure which is worse:
How much do I need this gold?
And how much do I need this curse?
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Mercy And Justice
Of Mercy and Justice,
And like the refining pot for silver!
But your love is sweet to my soul and health to my bones,
And like the furnace for gold.
Eloquent speech does not become a fool,
Much less lying lips a prince;
For a gift is like a precious jewel to him or her who receives it,
And Mercy and Justice are much needed in our daily lives.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It Can Not Get Any Worse Than This!
'It can not get any worse than this! '
I've heard that expressed many times,
Over the years.
And over the years...
Worse it gets.
As if the worse of it,
Is being monitored by those...
Who are closely watching and placing bets.
It is similar to the calls for unity and peace.
If this is not done periodically,
People feel there is something missing.
Like a Sunday that passes...
Without hypocrisies and stated faith,
From lips being released.
We are a society of steadfast procrastinators.
'It can not get any worse than this! '
Some say that as if they are impatiently waiting.
Hoping and praying to proclaim themselves as witnesses.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For The Love Of Gold Shining In Their Eyes
gold gold is the fever metal
for the love of gold shining in their eyes
men resort to violent base morals
gold lust will turn men's
hearts to savage beasts
gold is not a beautiful metal
of salvation
curse of death men's
gold haunts
generations of men
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Got That Feeling
Got that feeling
Luck is a little of it
I got that feeling
I cant stop winning
A to z
Look what youre missing
As we speak
Your numbers rising
Take a peak
Theres just enough to go around
Get a piece
Your own little piece of hell
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Got that feeling
Loving every minute of it
Got that feeling
I cant stop winning
Stop winning
Have a drink
A pot of coffee
Cannot think
To many friends here
Just an inch between striking out and striking rich
If thats the risk, why not take it, take it, take it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get your gold
Got that feeling
Loving every minute of it
Got that feeling
I cant stop winning
And start living
Start winning
Start living
You cant borrow, tomorrow
song performed by by Faith No More
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The Furnace
The furnace of noise is obliterating,
Heat surges like a bird’s cry,
The crying of the furnace is like venom.
Heat is audible now, it never whispers here;
Rippling heat like hell is lowering the limbs,
Soft voices are heard from afar to attack your body.
Fainter, and still fainter, the voices run,
Vast is the thudding, gentle clicks,
So that floating happens from the hot air.
To turn this down is obviously dreadful,
But silence is absent in every way.
poem by Naveed Akram
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