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Sonnet

Methinks ofttimes my heart is like some bee
That goes forth through the summer day and sings,
And gathers honey from all growing things
In garden plot, or on the clover lea.
When the long afternoon grows late, and she
Would seek her hive, she cannot lift her wings,
So heavily the too sweet burden clings,
From which she would not, and yet would, fly free.
So with my full fond heart; for when it tries
To lift itself to peace-crowned heights, above
The common way where countless feet have trod.
Lo! then, this burden of dear human ties,
This growing weight of precious earthly love,
Binds down the spirit that would soar to God.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Lay Down (The Burden Of Your Heart)

Lay Down By Amy Grant
It's a cold, cold world
That we walk in through.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
But it's warm as toast
Walking two by two,
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know you'll never miss it.
Show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.
It's a fine, fine line
Betwixt love and hate.
Why, it's tough to tell the two apart.
But you know it's love
That He offers you.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know you'll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know you'll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.
Ohh-ohh, show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.

song performed by by Amy Grant
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Lay Down

Its a cold, cold world
That we walk in through.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
But its warm as toast
Walking two by two,
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know youll never miss it.
Show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.
Its a fine, fine line
Betwixt love and hate.
Why, its tough to tell the two apart.
But you know its love
That he offers you.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know youll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know youll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.
Ohh-ohh, show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.

song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Small Grandchildren

SMALL GRANDCHILDREN

They are growing up
As we are growing down-
They give the dream of the Future
We bear the weight of the Past-
They do not know the lift they give us
We are always aware of trying not to burden others -
They are learning
And we try to teach-
Their very existence is the fulfillment of our dreams
And they do not understand why simply by being
They bring us so much Happiness.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The weight of your heart

The weight of your heart
~
Tied to my own is your heart
Wherever I go you are near
You lift me, carry me on
Offer me the light in the dark
It is in you I find love
I carry the weight of your heart
~
Your eyes are of an earthly brown
Into which I am seeded to grow
Your lips like the morning dew
In which I drink whole hearted
That I know no thirst of loneliness
You are a world of beauty
I hold breathless in every thought
The weight of your heart
~
If this is my burden
I accept it as such and joyful
For the is no greater honour
Than to hold your hand in mine
To protect your love as my own
I shall not wilt nor turn away
I step forth strong and bold
I carry the weight of your heart
As I do my own

poem by Matthew Holloway
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If There Is Something

(ferry)
If there is something that I might find
Look around corners
Try to find peace of mind I say
Where would you go if you were me
Try to keep a straight course not easy
Somebody special looking at me
A certain reaction we find
What should it try to be I mean
If there are many
Meaning the same
Be specific just a game
I would do anything for you
I would climb mountains
I would swim all the oceans blue
I would walk a thousand miles
Reveal my secrets
More than enough for me to share
I would put roses round our door
Sit in the garden
Growing potatoes by the score
Shake your hair girl with your ponytail
Takes me right back (when you were young)
Throw your precious gifts into the air
Watch them fall down (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
You used to walk upon (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
The hills were higher (when we were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
The trees were taller (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
The grass was greener (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
You used to walk upon (when you were young)

song performed by by Roxy Music
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Davis Matlock

Suppose it is nothing but the hive:
That there are drones and workers
And queens, and nothing but storing honey --
(Material things as well as culture and wisdom) --
For the next generation, this generation never living,
Except as it swarms in the sun-light of youth,
Strengthening its wings on what has been gathered,
And tasting, on the way to the hive
From the clover field, the delicate spoil.
Suppose all this, and suppose the truth:
That the nature of man is greater
Than nature's need in the hive;
And you must bear the burden of life,
As well as the urge from your spirit's excess --
Well, I say to live it out like a god
Sure of immortal life, though you are in doubt,
Is the way to live it.
If that doesn't make God proud of you,
Then God is nothing but gravitation,
Or sleep is the golden goal.

poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Lift me up 'O God

Lift me up, O’ God

Lift me up O God
Lift me higher to You
Lift me up O God
Lift me in Your grace

Protect me from self will O God
Protect me and keep me
Protect me from self will O God
Protect me and hold me

Peace I seek in You O God
Peace in my heart and soul
Peace I seek in You O God
Peace in You alone

Mercy on my heart O God
Mercy as Your seeking child
Mercy on my heart O God
Mercy, mercy, mercy

Lift me up O God
Lift me higher to You
Lift me up O God
Lift me in Your grace

poem by Lisa Finney
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On The Wings Of Love

Its good to know
I love your love
Which share for way the wind blows
Our guiding light
That would shine on
Through the darkest night
When the world seems like its full of strangers
And I feel as if I lost my way
You lift me up on the wings of love
Taking me highest still with every touch
When ever im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
Its all in me
When you hold me
And whisper tenderly
That im the one
You love forever
What else could I want
Even life where we are going changes
And when the dreams I had get swept away
You lift me up on the wings of love
Taking me highest still with every touch
When ever Im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
(im flying high)
Its all I need when you hold me close
And you whisper tenderly
On the wings of love
Highest still with every touch
When ever im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
You lift me up on the wings of love
Highest still with every touch
When ever Im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
On the wings of love

song performed by by Westlife
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The Oblation

Ask nothing more of me, sweet;
All I can give you I give.
Heart of my heart, were it more,
More would be laid at your feet:
Love that should help you to live,
Song that should spur you to soar.

All things were nothing to give
Once to have sense of you more,
Touch you and taste of you sweet,
Think you and breathe you and live,
Swept of your wings as they soar,
Trodden by chance of your feet.

I that have love and no more
Give you but love of you, sweet:
He that hath more, let him give;
He that hath wings, let him soar;
Mine is the heart at your feet
Here, that must love you to live.

poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Valley of Peace

God can help your heart to climb, a special place of peace of mind,
Up to that special mountain top, where all your worry seems to stop.
You let all problems roll behind, as you journey down the other side,
Down to a valley below of peace, where all your burdens truly cease.

This can be at The Savior’s feet, where our peace is made complete.
So cast your burdens on to Christ, who died for us to have New Life.
Peace, Christ wants to fill you with, as your New Life in Him you live.
And this New Life you have in Him, removes the burden of your sin.

Christ enables you to live each day, through The Spirit, on the way.
Powered by The Spirit of God, He protects you on the path you trod.
The Spirit gives you peace in life, that was attained by Jesus Christ.
In a trial, just call upon The Lord, and your burden won’t be ignored.

When you are upon a weary hill, your heart, with peace, He will fill.
And Christ’s peace will not stop, even after your feet reach the top.
For as you start back down the hill, His peace remains with you still.
Christ will never leave you friend, not even when you reach the end.

Soon you’ll be in the valley above, surrounded by His Eternal Love.
With no more weary hills to climb, as you enter a new world sublime.
Eternally in the presence of Christ, as He leads you into Eternal Life.
In the Eternal pasture of The Lord; guided by His Love forevermore.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Green Things Growing

O the green things growing, the green things growing,
The faint sweet smell of the green things growing!
I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve,
Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing.

O the fluttering and the pattering of those green things growing!
How they talk each to each, when none of us are knowing;
In the wonderful white of the weird moonlight
Or the dim dreamy dawn when the cocks are crowing.

I love, I love them so - my green things growing!
And I think that they love me, without false showing;
For by many a tender touch, they comfort me so much,
With the soft mute comfort of green things growing.

And in the rich store of their blossoms glowing
Ten for one I take they're on me bestowing:
Oh, I should like to see, if God's will it may be,
Many, many a summer of my green things growing!

But if I must be gathered for the angel's sowing,
Sleep out of sight awhile, like the green things growing,
Though dust to dust return, I think I'll scarcely mourn,
If I may change into green things growing.

poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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These Foolish Things

A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you.
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumblin'words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground's painted swings
These foolish things
Remind me of you.
You came,
You saw,
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow this had to be
The winds of march that made my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
First daffodils
And long excited cables
And candle lights
A little corner table
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The park at evening
When the bell has sounded
The pier in france
With all the gulls around it
The beauty that is spring
These foolish things
Remind me of you
How strange,
How sweet,
To find you still,
These things are dear to me
They seem to bring you near to me
The sigh of midnight trains
At empty stations
Silk stockings thrown aside
Dance invitations
Oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
Gardenia perfume
Lingering on a pillow
Wild strawberries
Only seven francs a kilo
And still my heart has wings,
These foolish things,
Remind me of you
The smile of garbo
And the scent of roses
The waiters whistling
As the last bar closes
The song that crosby sings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
How strange
How sweet
To find you still
These things are dear to me
They seem to bring you near to me
The scent of smoldering leaves
The wail of steamers
Two lovers on the street
Who walk like dreamers
Oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things
Remind me of you.

song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Broken Wings

Take these broken wings,
And mend them with your love.
Teach my heart those things,
That are, allied to a dove.
Let my soul then soar,
To heights unknown and new,
That it may then explore,
This vision, that is you.

Take my voice, which rings
With joy, when you are near.
Hear, when my heart sings
Sweet melodies so clear.
Let this sound vibrate,
Until the heavens chime,
And we will then pulsate
Fused together, for all time.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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On & On

Well, I dont understand this love I have inside;
Would it be the same without that twinkle in your eye?
And would it be the same if you came and said goodbye
Forever?
I only knokw that the love that I feel
Doesnt come from somewhere inside of me,
But I see it keeps on growing,
So I guess Ill just keep going,
cause Im confidently knowing
Its from the lord.
And it grows on and on,
Flowing on and on.
Dont you see we just cant hide love?
>from growing on and on,
Flowing on and on.
Theres so many ways to say I love you.
I love you.
So I pray for eyes to see your needs,
And ears to hear your spirit gently plead.
Well I think I understand this love I have inside;
Its coming from the father; it will never be denied,
Even if you came to me right now and said goodbye
Forever.
Forever.
Forever.
On and on,
Flowing on and on.
Dont you see we just cant hide love?
>from growing on and on,
Flowing on and on.
Got to show this love in my heart!
Growing on and on,
Flowing on and on.
Dont you see we just cant hide love?
>from growing on and on,
Flowing on and on.
Got to show this love in my heart!
Growing on and on,
Flowing on and on.
Dont you see we just cant hide love?
>from growing on and on,
Flowing on and on.
Got to show this love in my heart!

song performed by by Amy Grant
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My Heart Sings

My heart sings.
My heart sings the songs of happiness.
My heart sings the songs of joy.
My heart sings the songs of peace.
My heart sings the songs of the Blues.
My heart sings the songs of the Gospel.
My heart sings the songs of good news.
My heart cries a melody for all to hear.
My heart sings the harmonies of love.
My heart sings a song of beauty
that comes from the Thorne Birds
just before they die.
My heart sings songs to keep me alive.
My heart sings songs for as long as it beats.
My heart sings forever.
My heart sings haluwasa.
My heart sings.

poem by Jennifer Burns
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Comin' In On A Wing And A Prayer

(Alfred ReedTraditional)
When a fellow has the blues he feels discouraged
And there's nothing else but trouble all his life
When he's always crumbled there and never happy
Living with a scold and aggravating wife
If he's sick and tired of life takes the drinking
Do not pass him by, don't greet him with a frown
Do not fail to lend a hand and try to help him
Always lift him up and never knock him down
If he stays out late at night because he's worried
And because his home is not what it should be
Ever smile for him wherever you should meet him
It would help him the right way, don't you see
If he gambles when he's in the town or city
Tell him what he ought to do to gain the crown
Lend a hand and do not fail to show him pity
Always lift him up and never knock him down
[He cannot pace this, he feels disgusted ]???
If he's blue he doesn't have a word to say
Let him know you as friend can be trusted
It would cheer this lonely fellow on his way
If he finds it hard for him to keep his family
[Let a kind word greet him when he's around ]???
Don't say anything at all to make against him
Always lift him up and never knock him down
[If he has no friends, never warns against him ]???
If he's failed at everything that he has tried
Try to lift his load, help him bear his burden
Let him know that you are walking by his side
And if he feels that all is lost, he's falling
[Try to place ... and feet on solid ground ]???
Just remember he's a mother precious darling
Always lift him up and never knock him down
Always lift him up and never knock him down

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Lift Me Up

I dont need your answered prayers
Or the chains your lover wears
I dont need your rings of gold
Or the secrets that you hold
Lift me up, darling
Lift me up and Ill fall with you lift me up
Let your love lift me up
I dont need your sacred vow
Or the promise tomorrow brings
There behind the morning clouds
Ill take the faith the daylight brings
Lift me up, darling
Lift me up, and Ill fall with you lift me up
Let your love lift me up
When the morning bright
Lifts away this night
And the light above
We will find our love, we will find our love
Your skin, your hand upon my neck
This skin, your fingers on my skin
This kiss, this heartbeat this breath
This heart, this heart this wilderness
Lift me up darling
Lift me up and Ill fall with you lift me up
Let your love lift me up

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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A Poet’s Love

My heart is one and only one:
A furnace full of love, my own;
Despite my giving it wholesome,
It grows and tries to more blossom!

My heart has grown in size some way;
O’er-filled with love, begins to sway;
My Maker kind did full it fill,
So that I could give love at will.

A poet loves Nature so well,
In which God does always much dwell;
Almighty God, He is my Friend;
I shall love Him until my end.

My heart is one- belongs to God;
I long to live in good accord;
As men are selfish to the core,
My heart to God, I owe much more.

The things all that we do on earth
Are mainly ones which give less mirth;
It seems that good men are a dearth;
I pray that heaven stays on earth!

Our life on earth is just a phase,
To keep our soul and save our face;
If you could lift your heart beyond,
You will hear well God’s call- command!

Our earthly feat is important;
With sins, our soul turns impotent;
My talent is God-giv’n a gift;
Nurture I must or go adrift.

A man cannot serve two masters;
And if he tries, he just falters;
Love God alone and love Him well,
And earthly life will turn out swell!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-26-1999

poem by John Celes
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I Know I Am But Summer To Your Heart

I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year;
And you must welcome from another part
Such noble moods as are not mine, my dear.
No gracious weight of golden fruits to sell
Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing;
And I have loved you all too long and well
To carry still the high sweet breast of Spring.
Wherefore I say: O love, as summer goes,
I must be gone, steal forth with silent drums,
That you may hail anew the bird and rose
When I come back to you, as summer comes.
Else will you seek, at some not distant time,
Even your summer in another clime.

poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Song

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human--
looks out of the heart
burning with purity--
for the burden of life
is love,

but we carry the weight
wearily,
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.

No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love--
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
--cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:

the weight is too heavy

--must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.

The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye--

yes, yes,
that's what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.

poem by Allen Ginsberg
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