I Humble Myself
Lead me to the altar of love.
Let me bend my knees
and supplicate my weakness
and all my frailties.
I humble myself before you
And pray I can be heard.
I offer love and devotion
and kindness in my word.
For I can't live without this one
that you created for me.
And so I ask at this altar
for an answer to my plea.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Upon The Altar Of My Lord
I offer my words up freely,
upon the altar of my God.
I come to this sacred place freely,
of my own free will to serve to pray.
This ancient sacred place this land,
this holy sacred God given ground;
is where in my humble veneration,
in worship I lay my offering down.
I have nothing more; to humbly offer pray.
I have while materially poor nothing more,
than time of value worth to humbly offer pray;
this is all I have I here in true worship bore,
I offer before my most high my sacred Lord.
Near on thirty years ago, I made this sacred vow,
with my soul heart head, bowed in breath low;
though my flesh remains, be still struggle weak,
this vow before God in worship I honour keep.
I thank my wondrous Lord, who let me humbly come here pray.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Two Went up into the Temple to Pray
Two went to pray? O rather say
One went to brag, th' other to pray:
One stands up close and treads on high,
Where th' other dares not send his eye.
One nearer to God's altar trod,
The other to the altar's God.
poem by Richard Crashaw
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The Appeal
ALL summer-time you said:
'Love has no need of shelter nor of kindness,
For all the flowers take pity on his blindness,
And lead him to his scented rose-soft bed.'
'He is a king,' you said.
'That I bow not the knee will never grieve him,
For all the summer-palaces receive him.'
But now Love has not where to lay his head.
'He is a god,' you said.
'His altars are wherever roses blossom.'
And summer made his altar of her bosom,
But now the altar is ungarlanded.
Take back the words you said:
Out in the rain he shivers broken-hearted;
Summer who bore him has with tears departed,
And o'er her grave he weeps uncomforted.
And you, for all you said,
Would weep too, if when dawn stills the wind's riot,
You found him on your threshold, pale and quiet,
Clasped him at last, and found the child was dead.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Speak The Word
Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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He that serves at the altar ought to live by the altar.
Monica’s Last Prayer
'Oh could thy grave at home, at Carthage, be!' —
Care not for that, and lay me where I fall.
Everywhere heard will be the judgment-call.
But at God's altar, oh! remember me.
Thus Monica, and died in Italy.
Yet fervent had her longing been, through all
Her course, for home at last, and burial
With her own husband, by the Libyan sea.
Had been; but at the end, to her pure soul
All tie with all beside seem'd vain and cheap, 10
And union before God the only care.
Creeds pass, rites change, no altar standeth whole;
Yet we her memory, as she pray'd, will keep,
Keep by this: Life in God, and union there!
poem by Matthew Arnold from Sonnets (1867)
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Down On My Knees
Sometimes you wonder
How much I care
I get so distracted running nowhere
And I take for granted
Our love is secure
But if I started losing you
One thing is sure
Id be down on my knees
Ready to pray
Darlin down on my knees
Making you stay
Id be beggin you please
Dont take your love from me
Id be down on my knees
I learned to be strong
A long time ago
And I can face any wind no matter how hard it blows
But Id have to be stronger than I want to be
If I had to live without you loving me
Id be down on my knees
Ready to pray
Darlin down on my knees
Making you stay
Id be beggin you please
Dont take your love from me
Id be down on my knees
No one matters more in my life
Makes me feel like you make me feel inside
Ive come far enough to know loves
Worth never letting go of
And love is not a matter of pride
Id be down on my knees
Ready to pray
Darlin down on my knees
Making you stay
Id be beggin you please
Dont take your love from me
Id be down on my knees
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Experiencing God
You make known to me
the paths of life,
And when I pray-
You speak, I listen.
You fill my soul
with a Presence
I cannot grasp,
You live, I die.
You let me see
the depth of Love,
Your Glory comes-
You Are, I am.
You leave no room
for fear or questions,
Your Word I trust-
You lead, I follow.
You are Provider
of all I need,
More than enough-
You give, I'm blessed.
You are Faithful
And so True
Your Word is life!
You are God, I love you.
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'I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving kindness...' (Jeremiah 31: 3)
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
June 23,2009
Philippines
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A Joss stick and fragrant flowers
In front of your statue
I burn on the same altar
With a smell of incense
Among these soft tiny flowers.
And I realize that I convert into ashes very soon
As the flowers wither.
We never live together for a long,
And I hope we meet again someday
Somewhere beyond the sky?
A humble dedication to the poetess Sue Ann Simar
*Remember the sorrows of earth.Look with kindness on those who suffer, who struggles against difficulties, who drink of the bitterness of life.
-Prayer in time of need.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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How Do I Love Thee
How do I love thee...
I heard that from you
a million times.
How do I love thee...
yes my love
I believe
you love me so.
But my love,
you have to go
and find a job
because
you need to buy me
that long white dress
displayed
in the shop-window.
How do I love thee....
yes my love
I believe
you love me so.
But my love
you have to go
and find a job
you need to buy a house
for our future children
to play in its garden.
How do I love thee...
yes my love
I know
you love me so.
But my love,
that love
will become no meaning
if you can't bring me
to the altar
for our vows.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Candlelight
So many bees, who know so much
that only bees can tell,
gave their life’s devotion
to this single source of light;
silent whisper for your attention
to what it has to tell your sight,
before its substance burns, returns
into the upper air…
gently burns on altar, or scented in the bathroom’s grace;
or here in front of you, gentle hypnotist
for the wandering mind;
to which it has so much to tell..
tells of humility; gently burning
in a stable, before a birth;
tells of loving-kindness; gives itself,
yet asks for nothing but to be itself;
tells of worship: worship, first, of what the bees are;
and here in this honey-coloured form
is their own worship;
waxing silent in murmured devotion;
warming miraculously, into liquid wax;
only love can be so liquid;
only love can reach so far;
liquid, warmed into this present light:
the candle’s flame you know so well
yet cannot shape or hold;
already, candle hints to you
that there is that beyond all sense:
for round its light, air’s gently warmed:
drawing the flame itself into the invisible above
like the soul that’s yearning for its homeland;
and beyond, within, that air you cannot see
unless it moves some other thing,
it lights the space – space which is not
bathroom, altar; but all space;
candle tells you of all that;
draws the mind with steady, silent truth
to all creation in a single flame;
flame that asks for naught of you
but your attention; which it will reward
by telling you in stillness,
what you worship in yourself;
the light of self, that shines before all men
and glorifies its maker
like a gentle flame that cannot be put out.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Pastor's Prayer
'Please Lord, ' a Pastor's plea,
'Show me how to Shepard each of these.'
'Give me words when they are down,
That hope and peace may be found.'
On his knees, he shares his heart,
'Please use me, every part.'
'Nothing will I ever hold back,
Please make up for, where I lack.'
Use my mouth, to proclaim Your Word,
So truth may be told to all who have heard.
Use my eyes, to see those you love,
As You, mold them in Your Image above.
Use my ears, to listen to their needs,
Use my mind, … Show me how to lead.
Use my arms, in loving hugs,
For it is on Your heartstrings that they tug.
Use my laughter, in times of joy,
Use my hands, as I dedicate a new baby boy.
Use my heart, even though it may break,
As I say goodbye, to a long loved saint.
Give me strength, thru the day
And much forgiveness along the way.
For I am just a man, I make mistakes
Thank you for Your mercy and Your Grace.
You are my Father, Mentor, Savior, Friend,
Please stay with me until the end.
My body and soul I give to You,
Help me to live as You would do.
I am only an extension of Your hand
As I touch every woman, child and man.
I pray that thru this vessel they will see,
You, only Jesus, living thru me.
poem by Denise Poole
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Love Me Is All I Ask
Love Me Is All I Ask
Love me is all I ask,
Love me is all I Seek,
Love me is all I Desire,
Love me is all I Pray,
Love me is all I Want and Need.
Through my Pain, Love Me,
Through my Faults and Mistakes Love Me,
Through my Weakness, Love Me,
Through my Sins, Love Me with Forgiveness,
Through my Failures, Love Me,
Through my Sorrow, Love Me,
Through my Fears, Love Me,
Through my Frustrations, Love Me,
Yes Love me is all I Ask,
Love me is all I Seek,
Love me is all I Desire,
Love me is all I Pray,
Love me is all I Want and Need.
Through my laughter, Love Me,
Through my Success, Love Me,
Through my Righteousness, Love Me,
Through my Boldness, Love Me,
Through my Perfections, Love Me,
Through my Strength, Love Me,
Through my Peace and Rest, Love Me,
Yes Love me is all I Ask,
Love me is all I Seek,
Love me is all I Desire,
Love me is all I Pray,
Love me is all I want and Need,
So Just Love Me.
poem by Cute Faces International
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Wedding
Together,
we walk hand in hand
from this altar
to our new life
with hopes and dreams
and commitments to share.
I can't promise you heaven
but I can promise
to be with you
in good,
and in bad times.
From this day on,
I will never be alone
from this day on,
you will never be alone
from this day on,
we will be together.
Together,
let's face the world
together,
let's build our home
from this altar...
with our love.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Love Devotion & Surrender
Love, devotion surrender
Listen,
If youre tired of walkin around and getting nowhere,
I know, theres a path thats leading towards the master.
Chorus:
Love, devotion and surrender
Love, devotion and surrender
Love, devotion and surrender
Love, devotion and surrender.
Oh, brother, listen to the rhythm of your heartbeat,
Its keeping time with all the universal children (chorus)
Sister, sing the song created for your brother
Louder, till the (your) heart embraces all the harmony (chorus)
song performed by by Santana
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Everything Speaks
Does the flower know they have to fade?
Blossom and fragrance is not matter of trade
Does the earth know she will be hurt by spade?
To smooth the soil with powerful fertility and grade
Dews to disappear with arrival of first sun ray
Do they not have choice and simple say?
Beauty lies not to think what it may?
What one delivers with obedience and pray
Selfless service and devotion is not how to acknowledge
Neither one owes nor takes it as pledge
Comes as noble thought to die and excel
Fragrance to smell and magic to spell
We may walk casually with blind eyes
Not even notice sound of flies
May come to sense if honey bee bites
May fall into ditch if …………..
God created beautiful world to live in
Nice thoughts and behavior to weave in
To be loved and offer love to all
Start a day with good smile and fresh call
I may suffer and loose the reputation
Will not get appreciation while on deputation
Life on earth is merely HIS extension
Why then live worries and tension?
Everything around speak and reveal sacrifice
Only action and words may not suffice
What have we to do to uphold the tradition?
Offer the love and not hate as condition
Nature is so kind and we feel proud
Action speaks with sound so loud
Can’t we learn or observe simple message
Life is to lead with smooth love and passage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The State is the altar of political freedom and, like the religious altar, it is maintained for the purpose of human sacrifice.
quote by Emma Goldman
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Victory For Britain
As long as God hears holy prayers
From people on their knees,
By faith we know He truly cares
As each with love agrees...
If he who wins lost souls is wise,
Let wisdom lead us well,
Away from folly and from lies
That only lead to Hell...
What use are riches Christ can't use?
Lost tithes no kingdoms bless...
For who are we to pick and choose
And then seek happiness?
Some fast and pray, some pray and give...
Some preach the Word of God...
Some prophesy that others live,
Saved by Christ's precious blood...
The victory for Britain waits
For Christians of this land,
To seek God's will, for He creates
The blessings He has planned...
Church without walls, Lord Jesus says,
Bless England, Scotland, Wales
And Ireland, too, because God cares
And His love never fails...
poem by Denis Martindale (August 2011)
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Communion
Lord, I have knelt and tried to pray to-night,
But Thy love came upon me like a sleep,
And all desire died out; upon the deep
Of Thy mere love I lay, each thought in light
Dissolving like the sunset clouds, at rest
Each tremulous wish, and my strength weakness, sweet
As a sick boy with soon o’erwearied feet
Finds, yielding him unto his mother’s breast
To weep for weakness there. I could not pray,
But with closed eyes I felt Thy bosom’s love
Beating toward mine, and then I would not move
Till of itself the joy should pass away;
At last my heart found voice,—‘Take me, O Lord,
And do with me according to Thy word.’
poem by Edward Dowden
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Pray, Forgiven
I pray for love,
I pray for joy,
I pray for peace,
I am forgiven.
I heard of Christ,
the way he died.
His life was pure
but he died for me.
His blood cleansed my heart,
mind, body, and soul, because of him,
I am free.
Satan can't torture me,
because I believe that Jesus died to save me.
I'm not afraid, I'm not scared,
I'm ready to fight for Jesus Christ.
He opened my eyes, ears and heart,
and brought me to reality.
I love him, trust him, and believe in him.
His word is all truth and can make me brand new!
I pray for all humanity, that love and kindness
will spread farther than the sea.
One day he will call my name and be pleased with me for all of my faith,
but best of all... I know I am saved! =)
poem by Garnett Angel Loving Soul
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