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Because men believe not in Providence, therefore they do so greedily scrape and hoard. They do not believe in any reward for charity, therefore they will part with nothing.

quote by Isaac Barrow
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Hand Of Providence

Michael w. smith
Providence, providence
See it laying down the cornerstone
The hand of providence - its evident
For we could never make it on our own
Apportioning the power
Weighing all that it entails
Giving us the fulcrum
And a balance to the scales
Chorus:
Oh, the hand of providence
Is guiding us through choices that we make
Oh, the hand of providence
Is reaching out to help us on our way
Providence, ever since
Any thesis ever entered man
The hand of providence
Has been our best defense
Tho his ways are sometimes hard to understand
From the dying of a heartbeat
To another soul reborn
From in between and circling
Our thoughts of love and war
Chorus

song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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No Charity Too Is Good

Acts of attrition promote charity.
The guilt built might demand charity.
Seeking God’s bliss might cause charity.
From the surplus one might do charity.

Beneficiary being the needy,
Charity is a benevolent act.
Doing no charity is excellent
By not earning more than the bare need.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Charity

Charity begins at home,
Love begins in the womb,
Hope is the mind that lives at peace always.

The bud opens,
The flower blossoms,
Charity envies not;
So, let no man despise your youth and beauty.

A kiss of charity,
Like a true proverb;
Charity out of a pure heart is full of kindness.

When the Almond Tree blossoms,
Charity is full of love;
So is this muse that flows to teach many.
Let all your things be done with charity,
Charity is very kind;
Let all your dreams be with love,
Charity edifies;
And, be very wise always.
Do not let charity pass you by,
Gain your hope from your gift;
Cos', it will always lead you on.

Charity begins at home,
So compare her actions rooted in your yard;
Charity out of a pure heart is full of kindness,
So compare her acts ruling in the year;
Charity envies no one.

The love of a muse,
The love of the acts;
Charity begins at home.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A lie will easily get you out of a scrape, and yet, strangely and beautifully, rapture possesses you when you have taken the scrape and left out the lie.

quote by Charles Edward Montague
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Faith And Hope And Charity

Hope is forever dreaming
Faith is forever pure
While charity weighs up its lot
So its life it can endure.

Hope is forever youthful
Faith has no greying hair
While charity is ageless
So it is forever there.

For faith and hope and charity
Are of each of us a part
The measures there between them
Are what balances our heart.

poem by David Keig
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Progress (a concrete jungle)

Cloudy green
Lush Forest, made
of the stuff
dreams are made of,
a jungle of
culture and
heritage-

now a
city.
Dull grey
buildings, wailing
cries of bustling
cars in the
distance.

Skyscrapers, Skyscrapers
scrape
the
sky.

and the ever-
progressing society
labels it a
Jungle. All
these trucks
and bulldozers,

all part of
the immutable
progression of
Time,
of the long
and dreary
process we call
Development.

And
Skyscrapers, Skyscrapers
they
scrape
the
sky.

poem by Ballerina With Fins
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The Cow (Chapter 2, Verses 261-263, Holy Koran)

I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver.

Those who spend their property
In the way of Allah the Giver
Their reward will be like a grain growing seven ears
With a hundred grains in every ear
And Allah multiplies reward for whom He cares
And Allah is the Ample-Giving Wise Teacher.

And those who spend their property
In the way of Allah the Giver
Then do not follow up
With reproach or injury
They shall have their reward
From Allah the Wise Teacher
And they shall have no fear
And they won't be sorry.

Kind words and mercy
Is better than charity
Followed by injury
And Allah doesn't need anything
And He is forbearing.

poem by Asif Andalib
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Charity But how shall we expect charity towards others, when we are uncharitable to ourselves? Charity begins at home, is the voice of the world; yet is every man his greatest enemy, and, as it were, his own executioner.

quote by Thomas Browne
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Charity

Charity, all the world really needs is charity
Were living in a dream
Ill plead with you all till it tears me apart.
Is this all that we want?
Is this all that we really are?
Turn away if you want, turn away if you like,
For the rest of your life, every day every night,
In your house and your car, yes I know who you are.
Can you not hear the world in its pain trying to call to you?
Oh, oh, charity, were living in a dream.
Charity, cant fool me with your vanity.
Ive seen whats in your heart.
Ill plead with you all till it tears me apart.
Is this all that we want?
Is this all that we really are?
Will our hearts ever change, does it sound so strange?
When people touch[? ] children cry, can you not wonder why?
In your own little world, can you not say a word?
Try to help someone else on this earth besides yourself.
Oh, oh, charity, were living in a dream.
Charity, cant fool me with your vanity.
Ive seen whats in your heart.
Charity, all the world really needs is charity.
Is this all that we want?
Is this all we really are?

song performed by by Kinks
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One could drive a prairie schooner through any part of his argument and never scrape against a fact.

quote by David F. Houston
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She had her reward! - that reward of which no enemie could deprive her, which no slanders could make less precious - the eternal reward of knowing that she had done her duty.

quote by Ernestine L. Rose
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My Beautiful Reward

Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went from door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
Im flyin high over gray fields my feathers long and black
Down along the rivers silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Marketing Plan

There is no space to move. There is no choice
To be made, barricaded in the billboard
Clusters that cloister the singular voice
As it combats a hungry, zombified hoard.
They'll deafen you with their chorusing moans
As they bind your body to brand-name chains.
Then they'll cleave your muscles off of your bone
And scrape the dried flakes of blood from your veins.
The ravenous urge that drives them is a
Thirst for never-ceasing satiation,
An unquenchable to need to feed on prey
That long for freedom and deviation.
They'll devour each other too 'fore they dine—
Feast on their own int'rests to feast on mine.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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To the Rev. John Saunders on his Departure for England

If a large love of the whole human race,
With charity that hopeth a meet cure
For life’s worst evils, indicates the grace
Of goodness, thine is such as will endure.
And if pure prayers to stablish what is pure
Waste not away in the dim voids of space,
But, Godward rising, pierce heaven’s starry face,
Thine have been heard and thy reward is sure.
Farewell! This people might be well content
To part with much beside, if so it might
Keep burning through its mortal glooms, unblent
With earthlier ardours, perilous, though bright,
Thy eloquent fervour, kindling wise intent—
Thy steady flame of purpose in the right.

poem by Charles Harpur
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My Time Given Seeks No Reward

A stain has been left on it.
A path I pave.
I suspect someone,
Has taken it for granted.
Believing it easy...
To chase me away!