The Convent
I think of all those convents
where all of those women are.
Is there peace in their minds
by praying from afar?
They're all walled in
praying for our sin,
never having babies
and giving up their kin.
How many brides can Jesus have?
Not that many I'm sure.
Would they not be happier
outside that walled in door?
They cook and clean.
They pray and teach
and piously feel
that they must preach.
But how can they
do a Godly duty
when they're out of touch
and only see beauty?
Outside the walls
the ugliness breeds
while they're just praying
using rosary beads.
Well maybe they're better off,
better than we
that have to face
all of the misery.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Praying To A New God
(feldman / chandler / hues)
What got into you got into me too
What came over you is coming over me
Feel like Ive had enough of all the old stuff
I saw the writing on the wall on my t.v.
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Theyre saying the devils got a new job
Start praying to a new--
A lot of babel came down the cable
Everybody can be famous for a day
From shore to shore
A big department store
Is all thats left of the american way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying what are you afraid of
Start praying to a new--
Theres a big world
In the street outside
In their uniform of pride
And theyve all come
To see a star from the east
Is he man or beast?
Decide
Feel like Im crucified, still Im not satisfied
The second coming is coming anyway
I hear them pray for more on every dance floor
I hear the word go out across the milky way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Success and moneys what hes made of
Start praying to a new--
Start praying, praying on the freeway
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the airwaves
Start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying at the back door
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the dance floor
Start praying to a new god
song performed by by Wang Chung
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You're Praying
every time you stop to help
someone stuck on the side
of the road... you're praying.
every time you go over
and help your neighbor
mow his grass... you're praying.
every time you give a couple dollars
to the down and out person
bumming in the parking lot....
you're praying.
every time you take the time
to listen to someone whose
life is falling apart... you're praying.
every time you go and give blood
during your lunch hour...
you're praying.
every time you stand up
for the person everyone else
is running down... you're praying.
every time you take in a
stray dog or cat... you're praying.
every time you give more
than you have to give... you're praying.
every time you care
when no one thinks you should...
you're praying!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace Will Come
(e) i'm praying for the day, when the (a) whole wide world can say,
That this (e) cruel war it is (b7) o'er,
And the (e) boys who are gone, start their (a) long journey home,
Oh i'm (e) praying for the (b7) day when peace will (e) come.
When the black clouds roll away, and the skies are bright and gay,
And the guns are silent once more,
And the bombs no longer fly, from the planes up in the sky,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Oh there's mother and dad, don't you know they'll be so glad,
To see their son's coming home,
This old world will rock with joy, for that freedom loving boy,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Sweethearts and wives so dear, who have waited for that year,
For their loved ones to return,
This old world will be so gay, on that great and happy day,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Praying To The Aliens
Slowly the thought
There is no one to replace
Came into view
And he began to cry
Now only boys
That love only boys
The perfect picture
Of a boy/girl age
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
Grey overcoat
And he could be anyone
A random poll check
Do you ever think of women?
They broke him down
Into a torn old queen
Living somewhere
Between dead and dying
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
There are no more
Do you begin to see?
The corner of my eye
Could give me away
Isnt it strange
How times change?
I cant imagine
Living any other way
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
song performed by by Gary Numan
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One God shining in a miillion ways
they say god is one
and he is everywhere
he found him in his kitchen
and calls him his Kitchen God
praying to him night and day
for enough food on his table
some found him in the field
and call him their rice god
praying to him every season
to be blessed with food for the family
some women found him at the door
and call him their door god
praying to him each morning
for safety of the house
some found him in the mountain
and call him the mountain god
praying to him day and night
to bless their ancestors' spirits
they think dwell with Him there
another found him at sea
and call him the sea god
praying to him day and night
so that he could catch enough
of fishes to make his day
each of us looks and finds god
in some ways, calling him
our own god, in our own way
- the god that answers every
earnest call for his blessings
at the door, in the field, at sea
.....everywhere....
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Praying God’s Will When We Care
every time Jesus cared when others
thought Jesus should not to Father God
Jesus was praying as every single time
we care when others think we should not
we are also praying to our creator God
we are praying God’s will when we care
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I mark the pace praying
I mark the pace praying
send up prayers continually,
avoid food and fast,
do not even eat bread or soup
and still it’s as if I am in the dark
and nothing can ever beat the misery.
I mark the pace praying
send up prayers continually,
try to wash my life clean,
do not loose my head
and still I remain blacker than burned out ash
and do not know how to stop my sin
(when I find myself I sin again) –and I mark the pace praying-
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Jesus
My Jesus is like a voice in the dark
My Jesus is like a lonely warning
My Jesus is like a fear that haunts me
My Jesus is like a tortured memory
I'm Praying for my soul
My Jesus is a collector of pain
My Jesus says
"Pain will prove you love me"
My Jesus is like a shadow crawling
My Jesus says
"Their screams will guide you to me"
I'm Praying for your soul
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Praying For Rain
the farmer poet
walking barefoot
in the dust,
looking upwards
towards heaven,
praying for rain.
the blue collar poet
walks between the rows
of machines gone silent
in the deserted building,
looking upwards,
praying for work.
the nurse poet
stares at the line
of people wanting help,
no insurance, no money
looking upwards,
praying for hope.
the politician poet
surrounded by the din
of deals being made
without conscience
or integrity,
looking upwards,
praying for dignity.
the mother poet,
pushed into a corner,
no food, no money,
cant pay the rent or
buy clothes.
looking down
into her children's eyes,
praying for God!
the human poet,
looking inwards,
praying for all
that lives
praying for rain!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Time For A Little Praying
where could I go
now to find a prophet
who could explain
a brief simple literal
exemplified extended
a metaphor definition
of precious praying relative
to 21st century greed global
selfish inhuman indifference
hear main man told me
your praying every time
when you kindness stop
to help any stranger
struck by bad luck side
of life's lonely road
hear main man told me
your praying every time
when you kindness stop
to mow your neighbour's
grass; give a few dollars
to a forgotten down and out
person bumming a few notes
in a walk past parking lot;
when you take time to passion
listen to any poor lost soul
with a fragmented life blown
apart; when you go donate
your life saving blood free in
your rush lunch hour; when
you stand up alone to defend
that human imperfect person
everyone else is running down;
hear main man also told me
your praying every single time
your heart is moved to take in
a stray homeless lost dog or cat
every time Jesus cared when others
thought Jesus should not to Father God
Jesus was praying as every single time
we care when others think we should not
we are also praying as my own father
was often praying when others knew it not
an excellent extension of praying extended
into social context contemporary community
was written in examples from Eric Cockrell
although many in reality pray for others not
Inspired by the poem ‘You're Praying' by Eric Cockrell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Jesus of My Childhood
I find myself praying to Jesus
When once again
I’m lost in an unsympathetic city
Feeling lovelorn and alone
Or utterly disgusted with myself
For some abandonment or abuse
Of a fragile and beautiful friend.
Certain days are drunk in the daylight,
Certain attitudes are vile and disgraceful,
Certain failures in matters of faithfulness
Destroy the soul.
I’m walking by a park where I played
When I had an innocent heart.
Drifting back to a happier time,
I’ve got tears in both my eyes
And I’m praying to the Jesus of my childhood
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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I have not placed reading before praying because I regard it more important, but because, in order to pray aright, we must understand what we are praying for.
quote by Angelina Grimke
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Nature and Mother Vavroovahana Patra
The sky is cloudy;
The weather is chilly.
The morn is beautiful;
Mind is delightful.
Chilly breeze blows silently;
I enjoy the beauty gaily.
Mother smiles on the altar;
Provides peace pleasure.
In cool climate I pray mother;
Mind derives peace, pleasure.
She is the Eternal Truth;
Provides peace, mirth.
I pray mother silently;
Her blessings showers naturally.
Behold Mother everywhere;
Her omnipresence provides pleasure.
Mother smiles on the sands of river;
Attracts devout poets with pleasure.
Her blessings tranquilises our minds daily;
Praying, our minds enchant with peace gaily.
I silently surrender on the flowery feet;
Her blessings is an ocean of Delight.
Singing her devotional songs derive peace;
Praying the absolute Truth derive Divine Bliss.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Concept Salvation The Universe Dwarfs
I pray a lot
but
never enough
compassion
seems
to be
a most
important
part of praying
compassion
for world poor
the sick the weak
for souls dying
but praying
for eternal salvation
for those we
love
family
friends
for sinners
who sinned
against us
praying
for an immortal
souls destiny
throughout eternity
this concept salvation
the universe dwarfs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Want To Live!
is the bridge to the past
really the chain that holds us?
have we spent all of our lives,
running to or running from?
and what are we fighting,
if not ourselves?
sick of the sickness,
am i both disease and the cure?
when i pray,
who am i praying for,
and who am i praying to?
is this soul rebellion, revolution,
or time's evolution?
i talk to the night,
still waiting for answers.
so if i fall from the sky,
let me burn and explode!
i want to live,
to feel! to touch! to dance!
i want to live!
who will walk with me?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Serving Lost Souls Tired Broken
an excellent
extension of praying
extended
into social context
contemporary community
is poem ‘You’re Praying’
ash mud star dust
wins favour with God
when serving lost
souls tired broken aged
desperate who need
compassion blessings
Inspired by the poem ‘You’re Praying’ by Eric Cockrell. Split Imaging from the poem ‘Time For A Little Praying’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Phoenician Woman Of Faith
your praying every single time
your heart is moved to take in
a stray dog or cat; I remember
a Phoenician woman who cried
out to the Lord, son of David;
because her daughter was badly
demonized; Jesus said to his disciples
“I was not sent forth to any but
to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.”
When the woman made obeisance
saying “Lord, help me! ” In answer
Jesus said “It is not right to take the bread
of the children and throw it to little dogs.”
With a mother’s love praying for her
daughter the Phoenician woman replied
“Yes Lord, but even the dogs do eat
of the crumbs falling from their master’s
table.” Jesus replied “Oh woman, great
is your faith; let it happen to you
as you wish.” In faith her daughter
was healed from that hour on. Thus Matthew 15: 21-28.
every time we give more than
we have to give we emulate Jesus
who gave to a faithful Phoenician
woman although she was not
a lost sheep of the house of Israel
she received in faith her daughter
healed just like similar faith encounter
a Roman centurion from Capernaum
who believed from a distance Jesus
could heal because he had authority
and in faith the manservant was healed Matthew 8: 5-13.
God gives authority as God has chosen
Jesus cared even when his disciples
thought Jesus should not it was Jesus
who miracle feed hungry five thousand
every time Jesus cared when others
thought Jesus should not to Father God
Jesus was praying as every single time
we care when others think we should not
we are also praying as my own father
was often praying when others knew it not
Inspired by the poem ‘You’re Praying’ by Eric Cockrell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Waiting On The Rapture
True Christians encouraging one another
keep on praying encouraging one another
praying in fellowship to God for global peace
praying for kingdom to come in sin release
a day for God is like a thousand years for us
therefore but two days ago when Jesus left us
therefore second coming any minute any second now
therefore faithful friends sow ministry fine seeds now
our faith is Jesus died then resurrected rose went to heaven
faith is souls fallen asleep in death be resurrected to heaven
the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a mighty shout
Jesus with his voice of an archangel will call with God’s trumpet
then the dead in union with Jesus Christ will rise up to heaven first
then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together next
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Scripture sources 2 Thessalonians 2: 6-8,1 Thessalonians 4: 16-17,1 Corinthians 15: 51, Luke 21: 36,1 Thessalonians 1: 10, Revelation 3: 10 and Revelation 4: 1-4.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Virtuous Women
Good Women
like Jewels Gems and Rubies
Rare and Distinguished and Unique
Virtuous Full Of The Spirit women
Kind Loving and Sweet.
Powerful Serving Women
Discerning Compassionate
and Pure
Sincere Holy Women
Biblical and Crystal Clear
Godly Dedicated Women
Committed Faithful and True
Praying, Praising, Fasting Women
Denying themselves too.
Obedient Wise Women
Who know the Voice of the Lord
Quiet Teachable Women
Who are United in One Accord.
Submissive, Honorable, Reverent Women
Who teach Daughters how to pray
Sensitive, Spirit-led Women
Who follow in God's Way
A Virtuous Women who can Find?
Where does this queen Reside
Virtuous Women are Made
and it starts from the Inside.
poem by Debbie Bennett
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God comes to each of Us in different ways
God is everywhere
if he has come to you
and you have found him
in your Padi field
Let him be your Padi God
praying to him day and night
for a rich harvest
if he has come to you
and you have found him in the Kitchen
Let him be your Kitchen God
praying to him day and night
to keep the table filled with Food
if he has come to you
as a God of War
let him be your War God
praying to him day and night
to keep your country safe
dont fight over these gods
for they are one and the same God
who has come to you to fulfil your needs
and if you are too confused by
all these gods just pray to
the one and almighty God everybody
has given a different name
so that he can monitor all your needs
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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