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Rev. Lemuel Wiley

I preached four thousand sermons,
I conducted forty revivals,
And baptized many converts.
Yet no deed of mine
Shines brighter in the memory of the world,
And none is treasured more by me:
Look how I saved the Blisses from divorce,
And kept the children free from that disgrace,
To grow up into moral men and women,
Happy themselves, a credit to the village.

poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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How Low Can Traditions Sink?

Is he a hypocrite?
Another self righteous sleaze,
To be known to victimize boys...
With compelling sermons,
Preached from a pulpit.
Or...
Is he just another demon,
Philosophing life with hymns and scriptures.

And using standards long now ditched,
Into cesspools where the wicked become enriched.
And with a knowledge of this...
Give glorious performances as expected.
But when they leave people pleased,
They crawl back into their holes...
Where others like them remove their pretentions.
By disrobing from a slickness...
To do things discreet, down-low and unmentioned.

Is he a hypocrite?
Another self righteous sleaze,
To be known to victimize boys...
With compelling sermons,
Preached from a pulpit?
What do you think?
How low can traditions sink?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confession

My love for you burns brighter and warmer then the sun
And I think of you all night long, from dusk to dawn
You softly light the way for me like the moon
When I feel it’s all gone
Your light makes me alive as if it were noon
You are brighter then all the rest, brighter then every star, brighter then anything put to the test
Let me stand by your side and I won’t leave ever
Allow me to come close, don’t hide and we can make our own world here,
here in the crook of my arm
Please be mine, and mine alone
So next time you go out you won’t be alone
In our world you’ll never be alone
I Love you more then You’ve ever Known
“Written By David Knox and John Marvel”

poem by David Knox
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Daddy Was An Old Time Preacher Man

(Dolly Parton)
Daddy was an old time preacher man
He preacher the word of God throughout the land
He preached so plain a child could understand
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
He told the people of he need to pray
He talked about God's wrath and judgement day
He preached about the great eternity
He preached hell so hot that you could feel the heat
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Aunt Leanona would get up to testify
And we'd sing "In The Sweet By And By"
The we'd sing "I'm On My Way To Canaan Land"
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Revivals and camp meetings went for weeks
Folks came from all around to hear him preach
Daddy said if one is saved it's worth it all
But the aisles were always filled at altar calls
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Daddy worked for God but asked for no pay
For he believed that God provides a way
We never had a lot but we got by
Guess it's 'cause the Lord was on Daddy's side
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sweet Memory To Me

You are such a sweet memory to me...
How you showed me how beautiful life can be...
You serve as my sunset in my life...
You made me believe that there will be a brighter tomorrow...

You are like a leaf that is blown away by the wind..
You make feel so free....
You teach me to just let life blow me away whatever i do...

You are like the star that shines in the sky...
You are always there to help me reach my dreams...
You showed me what life can bring...

Now that you are gone
You are just a sweet memory to me..
A memory that can never be replace
A memory that can never be erase...

poem by Karima Puzon
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In this Epistle, the Apostle seeks, with great earnestness, to confirm the Christian converts in the belief of that Gospel, which he had so faithfully preached.

quote by John Strachan
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A Dream? ..

Ten thousand times a day
To be gently touched
Lost smiles of mine
Searched, found and made
To bloom again
Ten thousand times a day
With sweetest kisses to be marked
Ten thousand times a day
By one of sweetest soul
Of earth, that's you
My treasured husband..
Then sit back
And have a rest
No need for measure
Give back to you no less
Then ten thousand times a day
Sit back and smile
Having my sweetest treat:
My love my heart my soul
All yours..
..Now,
Please hug me!
Cling tight on me:
The wood's old castle
I am now and you became
My Ivy.....

poem by Elena Sandu
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Glowing Superlatives

Unloading glowing superlatives
Does not make what isn't felt or seen
Sparkle brighter
If maintenance is daily conducted
By those entrusted
To prevent it from rust

Many can choose to blow off the dust
To represent their interpretation
Of what they describe not viewed by eyes
And they are to be commended
But what isn't comprehended
By that which is defended
Is what it takes to establish and keep
Such high status mentioned to be presented

Unloading glowing superlatives
Does not make what isn't felt or seen
Sparkle brighter
If maintenance is daily conducted
By those entrusted
To prevent it from rust

When a focused attention becomes applied
With all determined to rise to such heights described
An approval of the removal of exaggerations embellished
Will then become less tolerated and more appreciated
For what it truly is in appearance for all to stand and applaud

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Always Be Mine

Now its the time for me to let you go,
I am done and over it,
But somewhere in my memory,
I have lost in time,
Somewhere in my heart I know you were always been apart of me,
You'll always be mine from the bottom of this broken heart I once called it mine,
You'll always run through this mind I once thought of,
No more holding on to things I can not have,
Somewhere in your heart,
I was once was your girl,
Somewhere in my heart you were my man,
Don't forget about me baby,
Maybe you'll realize I am the girl you need,
In deed I may sound obsessed but you have came into my mind,
You'll always remain in my heart that has torn into two,
You'll always be mine in this memory,
The memories that need to fade,
Fade within these walls,
Baby will you always be mine?

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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40-40 Home

Think in time
Early evening light will start to fade
And well be called inside
To wait for chance to say
Can I stay out late or maybe just an hour
But when you call I know that all I have to say is...
Forty forty home
You never could catch me
With a stocking and a ball
Around the world a yo-yo spun
You would skip and I would run
Those long days are slipping away
Days will pass
Taking turns to hide and lose our way
And beats will change the rhythm of the year
A worn out gate will swingalongasister
And running out calling to a friendly teaser
Forty forty home
You never would catch me
My ball against the wall
But around the world a yo-yo spun
Dodge the conkers one by one
But yours always came my way
Cross my path was something
I could not expect again
From beast to beauty, beautiful remain
Slide this way
Dont leave your past in shadow
And paper plane will fly your way on golden wings of...
Forty forty home
So now you have caught me
Your stocking said it all
Played the game and won, two, three
Made your move and captured me
So never let me go
Counting the spots on the lino
It seemed such a waste of time
But cant you stick to your side of the garden?
And I to mine!
Forty forty home
You never would catch me
My ball against the wall
But around the world a yo-yo spun
Dodge the conkers one by one
But yours always came my way

song performed by by Haircut 100
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The Computation

For my first twenty years, since yesterday,
I scarce believed thou couldst be gone away;
For forty more I fed on favours past,
And forty on hopes that thou wouldst they might last;
Tears drown'd one hundred, and sighs blew out two;
A thousand, I did neither think nor do,
Or not divide, all being one thought of you;
Or in a thousand more, forgot that too.
Yet call not this long life; but think that I
Am, by being dead, immortal; can ghosts die?

poem by John Donne
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Brightter Star

life is like a star
it shines bright in one,
but in an other it can be a dead
dull star
when a star dies
what is left becomes a stronger
brighter and better star
like us when we die
the next generation can be
and will be a
brighter generation
that will creat a brighter future than the one we created

poem by Alberto Sanchez
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Treasured Moments

Every one of us has moments,
treasured moments to call our own.
They come when we’re not looking,
and linger with us a lifetime.
They bring happiness
that we can look back on,
through our growing years.
No one can steal them from us,
nor taint them in anyway.
They are our treasured moments,
that linger with us,
even when we pray.

They are little time capsules
that hold our world together,
when we are feeling down.
They are the joys we reached,
when heaven said, its you.
Treasured moments
like photographs,
capture a moment in time.
We think of some thing to associate them with.
So when we see that thing
we can enjoy them once more,
those treasured moments.

31 May 2007

poem by David Harris
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Baptism Of Terence

baptized by full immersion in water
three times in a tributary of a river
colloquially known as The Waimak

rural countryside of the Canterbury plains
under a blue sky with golden beams of light
shining down mild afternoon sun blesses

slanting through cold flowing water
like a living golden mystic mantel
light shimmers through living water

baptized after a period of 24 hours
fasting neither eating nor drinking
in solitude solo prayer meditating

praying reading any passages
of the Bible I chose preparing
seeing no one sleeping fasting

step into Waimakariri River
river of cold rushing water
braided wide shingle beds

the hand of God is upon the baptized
it is God’s will his people be baptized
chosen accepting Christ are baptized

Jesus Christ by John was baptized
in Aramaic into Messianic Judaism
you into Christian denominations

one sinner former atheist baptized
one raised in Jesus Christ baptized
believe affirm in faith living beliefs

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Broken Social Environment

Another day for me
Another time to spend
Another space to fill
Another memory to remember

I can smell different air
See the ocean through my window
The sun shines brighter than ever
Like the only thing in the dark that glows

So much hopes for the future
So little we have done for
Just in a light of mystery
Drowned like a stone for glory

And the stars are watching through space and time
Ghosts of our past dwelling in sub-lights and lines
Should have something better to tell to our children
But nothing grows here except hatred and violence

Another day for us
Another time to waste
Another space is getting worse
Another memory to be encased

poem by Alexander Foald
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The shining. For Tara.

It shines.
It shines from the new-born baby;
shines in the magic of birth.
It shines in first love;
in lasting love.
It shines in laughter,
in tears of sadness,
in tears of joy.
It shines in wisdom,
shines in goodness,
shines as beauty.
It shines in the held breath
of the peace of dawn about to break;
it shines in the stillness
of the hour of sunset.
It shines as life.

There is no limit to its shining
except the denying of it
and even then,
it shines

Since you know it so well,
does it need a name?
A name perhaps, to praise?

Nameless, known to all,
beyond all praise,
it shines.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Miracles

Clouds drift away
when they see you
Rain wouldn't dare
to fall near you here
Miracles happen
when you're around
Somehow the grass is much greener
Rivers flow faster and cleaner
Being with you
no matter where
sunlight breaks through
and suddenly there's
A bluer sky
whenever you're around
You always bring
a bluer sky
a brighter day
Thunder is silent before you
Roses bloom more to adore you too
Miracles happen
when you're around
The sunset is deeper and longer
The scent of the jasmine is stronger
Stray dogs don't bite
Birds start to sing
Lightening daren't strike
You suddenly bring
A bluer sky
whenever you're around
You always bring
a bluer sky
a brighter day
Birds fly
even higher in the sky
Sun shines
It's a new day
Being with you
no matter where
sunlight breaks through
and suddenly there's
A bluer sky
whenever you're around
You always bring
a bluer sky
a brighter day
(Miracles happen)
Birds fly
even higher in the sky
(Miracles happen)
Sun shines
It's a new day
(Miracles happen)
Sun shines
It's a new day

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Lord Is It Mine

I know that theres a reason why I need to be alone
I need to find a silent place that I can call my own
Is it mine, lord is it mine?
When everythings dark and nothing seems right,
Theres nothing to win and theres no need to fight
I never cease to wonder at the cruelty of this land
But it seems a time of sadness is a time to understand
Is it mine, lord is it mine?
When everythings dark and nothing seems right,
You dont have to win and theres no need to fight
If only I could find a way
To feel your sweetness through the day
The love that shines around me could be mine.
So give us an answer, wont you,
We know what we have to do,
There must be a thousand voices trying to get through.

song performed by by Supertramp
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How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

quote by William Shakespeare
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How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.

quote by William Shakespeare
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If Not Faced To Rid

Kept to us most precious,
With claims that remain dear and treasured...
But ironically freed,
From those experiences we had agonized...
With tears to cry and the asking of God,
'Why me? '
And eventually with patience,
Those clouds we question begin to disappear.
With a clearing before us of brighter skies.

And yet doesn't it seem...
If it had not been for experiences,
No one wished to dream...
Few would deny if not faced to rid...
Those precious memories we now keep dear,
Could not be for us kept treasured to realize...
If we had not dried our eyes to decide,
Life and the living of it has its ups and downs.
Although many are found walking around with frowns.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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