do what the clergy tell
don’t do what they do
for they don’t practise what they preach
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The best mode of instruction is to practise what we preach.
devil In Heaven
The devil is weak,
The devil is ill,
The devil is dying.
The clergy comes around,
The clergy offers prayers,
The clergy offers him the keys to heaven.
The devil collects the key,
The devil dies and soon is at the gate of heaven,
The devil unlocks the gate and now he’s in heaven.
The angels on guard knew him as a devil, but
The angels on guard made no attempt to stop him,
The angels on guard even said 'welcome'.
The devil is in heaven, ‘coz
The clergy gave him the key,
The clergy asked us to let him,
The clergy asked God to let him,
The key made the guards to let him,
Now the devil is in heaven,
And there’s nothing even the Devil can do about it.
poem by David Oluwatobi Akinola
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Forced Choices
The chloroformed sky,
Above the medicated mind,
Forced to go blind.
Accepting restriction,
Without prejudice,
Never asking why.
Transfixed and transposed.
Life upon Death.
We tread a fine line,
Never defined...
The abstract and the concrete,
Both beyond reach.
What we practise, we never preach.
poem by Rajashi Sengupta Mothey
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Perfection
If I could practise what I preach,
Of fellows there would few be finer;
If I were true to what I teach
My life would be a lot diviner.
If I would act the way I speak,
Of halo I might be a winner:
The spirit wills, the flesh is weak,--
I'm just a simple sinner.
Six days I stray,--on number seven
I try to be a little better,
And stake a tiny claim on Heaven
By clinging close to gospel letter.
My pew I occupy on Sunday,
And though I draw the line at snoring,
I must admit I long for Monday,
And find the sermon boring.
Although from godly grace I fall,
For sensed with sin my every act is,
'Twere better not to preach at all,
Then I would have no need to practice.
So Sabbath day I'll sneak away,
And though the Church grieve my defection,
In sunny woodland I will pray:
"God save us from Perfection!"
poem by Robert William Service
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Preach
cheating,
hating,
arrogance;
harassment, sadden
Insult, racism
murder, being disloyal,
all are hideous as well fatal;
causes conflict b/n people,
not to live in peace,
on our beautiful earth;
so every of you
my brothers, sisters
Fathers and mothers,
preach;
peace, love, faith
equality and justice,
For the sake of human
Not to let our world down.
preach, preach & preach.
poem by Anteneh Mekuria
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X-ing Off The Days
(C.Gray)
You walk all over anyone who dares to be a friend,
Screen and yell because you deem them unenlightened,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps.
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days
I nearly broke my back as I was handing back for you,
Half the time was hell and half a waste of time,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps.
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days.
I do not know the answer to the universe I fear,
So drown me cold and go and find your perfect man my,
dear,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps,
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days.
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Don't
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
Don't spit upon their grave
Don't take one another for granted
Noones born to be a slave
Don't hurt one anothers feelings
Just practise what you preach
Don't forget 'skies the limit' or
however far you can reach
Don't fall by the wayside
It's hard to get back on track
Once you've lost who you are
There's no more going back
Just don't do this and don't do that
and do not break these rules
These ones are important
and only broke by fools
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The Glow
The glow, the glow!
Amazing show.
You always seem to know,
Where it should go,
I want to learn how to make it glow,
I practise, I practise, I am slow.
But with your work I do know,
Reach out and touch the glow.
This Is Your Day
More precious souls are lost each day;
Souls happen to get saved some way;
Nevertheless, we can’t delay;
Let’s show the world that Christ’s the Way!
Good souls are going too, astray;
Let’s hold the demons all at bay;
Let Gospel word reach ears who say:
‘This Lent, let me amend my way! ’
‘Reconcile with God’ – This is the day!
The world cannot become all gay;
’Tis worth the struggle, come what may;
God’s love, all Christians should repay.
‘This is the day: let each one pray;
Let’s preach the Word: clergy and lay.’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-3-2010
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Resting On The Breeze
I don't disagree with the future
I wont hide away from the past
I'll never pretend to be something i'm not
This time will have to last
For how many years we can muster
For however far we can reach
Life must not be wasted
We must practise what we preach
I can't ever imagine
Waking up without a home
Walking to the shelters
Of the poor and the homeless swarm
So i must take it upon my shoulders
To help the needy grow
Yes i'm one of the lucky ones
I've never realised it much before
Yes i'll reach out my hand
And i'll help with all my strength
To get you to where i am now
This life is not for lent
Maybe one day we can make it
Maybe we'll all live in peace
But until then i will not stop
Till i'm resting on the breeze
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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You Have No Human Rights
They blow us up they shoot us down,
They have us frozen with fear,
We let them preach hatred on our streets,
Yet still they are living here.
Why, you ask is this the case,
Is our country really blind,
Known terrorists roaming free,
We must be out of our mind.
They take our housing and benefits,
But we've not to make a fuss,
Despite the fact their only wish,
Is to kill everyone of us.
If I hated a country with such bile,
My residence just wouldn't last,
If I couldn't accept their way of life,
I'd get the hell out fast.
Yet Britain is such an easy touch,
They know they've got it made,
For affording them freedom and democracy,
Contempt is what they trade.
While they're being allowed to preach,
That all westerners must die,
When we try to throw them out,
They go to court and cry.
They portray themselves as warriors,
Who love to cause us alarm,
Yet when we try to deport them,
They claim they're scared they'll come to harm.
This shows them up for what they are,
With our rights they've been empowered,
Yet they refuse leave a country they hate,
That is the mark of a coward.
We can't extradite to America,
Regardless of how many they kill,
There's a chance that they might execute,
While we don't have the will.
They will use the very laws they hate,
To throw dirt back in our face,
While we sit back and let them,
It's a national disgrace.
Our laws these bastards preach against,
Shows where their morality sits,
They're not only bloody cowards,
They're a bunch of hypocrites.
What rights do they give their victims,
Who will never have any choice,
None is the easy answer,
They have taken away their voice.
As for legal fees we pay their bill,
While they sit back and laugh,
British lawyers making millions,
Paid by the government on our behalf.
I think it's time we let them know,
No ifs, or buts, nor mights,
If you want to practise jihad,
'' You Have No Human Rights '
Buddha declares:
Shed hatred towards others.
Then possessiveness is at check.
Share others’ suffering.
Then selfishness is at bay.
Feel joy in others’ joy.
Then jealousy is kept out.
Be a witness to events.
Then attachment is in loose.
Practise kindness and compassion.
Then come joy and equanimity.
You are liberated from fear.
You are liberated from pain.
Lord Buddha wanted you
To practise these plain truths
And not to pray Him in vain.
A candle melts to shine.
17.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seeing Their Causes
to each his own
causes
they all preach
on the sidewalks
of our lives
i ponder
and even in my own home
i reflect
on all these
like the messages
in my emails
they have become nothing
but spam
i got my own
but i don't preach anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Practice What You Preach
Practice what you preach
Whats wrong with you
Cans you live by the way you preach
Change in time to see some more
And forget about the things you need
But I know that just being around
Its easy to go down hill
Starting from day to day
Ill seek only my lords way
So Ill be happy, free and unafraid day to day
song performed by by Santana
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The Genius Of The Crowd
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day
and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace
those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love
beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average
but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect
like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock
their finest art
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poem by Charles Bukowski
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One may preach a covenant of grace more clearly than another... But when they preach a covenant of works for salvation, that is not truth.
quote by Anne Hutchinson
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Preacher Tom
Preacher tom, your friends are many
And your good deeds are a plenty
And I know that God is plenty proud of you
Cause youve directed your attention
Towards a bright and shining mansion
God promise to the ones that pay their dues
Chorus:
So preacher tom, come on preach,
Let the one of which you speak have his way
Let his precious will be done
Preacher tom, come on
Teach of the one always in reach
Saying who so ever will let him come
Preach on preacher tom, preach on
Your smile is like the sunshine bringing warmth and joy to others
And love controls your understanding heart
And the message that you spread is just like water to the thirsty
A beacon that keeps shining through the dark
Repeat chorus twice & fade
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Precher Tom
Preacher tom, your friends are many
And your good deeds are a plenty
And i know that god is plenty proud of you
Cause youve directed your attention
Towards a bright and shining mansion
God promise to the ones that pay their dues
Chorus:
So preacher tom, come on preach,
Let the one of which you speak have his way
Let his precious will be done
Preacher tom, come on
Teach of the one always in reach
Saying who so ever will let him come
Preach on preacher tom, preach on
Your smile is like the sunshine bringing warmth and joy to others
And love controls your understanding heart
And the message that you spread is just like water to the thirsty
A beacon that keeps shining through the dark
Repeat chorus twice & fade
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Did St. Francis preach to the birds? Whatever for? If he really liked birds he would have done better to preach to the cats.
quote by Rebecca West
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