Hope and Light, and Love
You – whose inner strength, I always think
to be the greater than my fluctuating own –
ask, only half humorously, as
business, family support, collapses all around,
for a poem of hope and light and love…
and I fall still and silent; for to me
only stillness, silence, are my answer
to those mighty questions of what within ourselves
we have, and have not; lose and find again…
and in the stillness of the silence, because
I am of ‘certain’ yet uncertain age…
hear the family voice still sounding in the ear of memory
of that sweet Stoicism of the Victorian working class:
…‘working’ indeed; even to the work-house…
and ‘class’; yet class with pride; hope (wasn’t the Baptist chapel
built along with Hope Street?): light; and love…
that Stoicism (would they know the word?)
that folds its hands onto its tidy lap, when
all around collapses, and says quietly,
“It’s trying.. as the good Lord knows,
for he’s tried me oftentimes enough…”
and Sunday starts and ends the week,
the ‘day of rest’ when God and Man
work hardest, and together..
that sweet Stoicism… that responds
to the muted tea-cup whine of others, with
‘We must just count our blessings, dear…’
or break into the mutual relief of song:
‘Count your blessings, one by one’..
and never was the One more to be sought, whose blessings
are only counted, as sleep’s sheep leap
over the stile of thought,
counted one by one; each one blessing, blest,
containing All -
All, and as you said yourself,
Hope; Light; and Love; these three..
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Hope
We hope for love
And for blessings from above
We hope for wealth
And that life deals us good health
We pray in hope
We seek in hope
We live in hope
We aim with hope
If you decide for one moment to lose hope
You also deny yourself the chance to develop
You deny yourself the chance in life to cope
With nil to hold on to as you walk a tightrope
For Sweet, Sweet Dreams
They never seem to last it seems
Yet Sweet, Sweet Dreams
Are timeless and endless it seems
And when hope walks along my path
I can believe again in love at first glance
I can believe in me this very instance
For my dreams play dearly upon my heart
And with hope I can endure
For it is the perfect cure
And with hope I have faith
Mine is endorsed with no expiry date
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Love Is Hope
If we lose someone close to us,
We feel a sting in our Loving Heart
They are love
They Are Tender
They are Care
Love is hope
Love is Family
Love is Friends
Love is Heaven
Love Is Desire
Love is Hope
Love in Death is impossible,
Love in life is sweet
losing those you love is saddening
Resulting a hole in that heart
Forever, life and Death
Love is always there
Family, Live or dead
still love you
From Beyond the netherworld.
Love is hope
In My Opinion
Love Is Dear
Love is true
love is there
But most importantly
LOVE Is Hope
everywhere, Even The Lord
God Loves you
His love eternal everlasting
His Love, his Son
Love is hope.
poem by Ashleigh Leona Mellon
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What Hope Can Do.
Hope....
Hope......
Hope is what strives you to be the best that you can.
Hope is what helps you hold on.
Hope is what makes you feel there could be a possibility that everything can work out for the better.
Hope is what you can make it be.
Hope is magical.
Hope is fantastic.
Hope is beautiful.
Hope is everything.
Hope is sweet.
Hope is there for you.
Hope is there for friends.
Hope is there for family.
Hope is there for loved ones.
Hope is there for everybody..........
By Billy Aston - Wright
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Hope At It's Strongest
Hope is the thing that keeps us going
Hope is a poem without any words
Hope is what follows us everyday
Hope is the light that sparks our eyes
Hope that it will all get better
Hope that you will find love
Hope that people will be kind
Hope that you will stay alive
Hope is the strongest thing of all
Hope will allow us not to fall
Hope will rise against anything
Hope is like a fiery ring
Hope never stops
Hope is always there
Without it we would be lost
Without out it we would not care
poem by Laura Random
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Who Do You Love, I Hope
I've got the question
I've had it for days
You've got the answer, dear
I'll put the question
In one little phrase
Say what I want to hear
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Who do you want I hope
Who do you need I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Is it the baker who gave you a cake
I saw that look in his eye
Is it the butcher who brought you a steak
Say that it is and I'll die
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
[2]
I heard your question
The answer you know
Love is my middle name
You asked a question
That worried you so
Mind if I do the same
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Who do you want I hope
Who do you need I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Is it the blondie who acted so shy
I heard the things that she said
Is it the redhead who gave you the eye
Say that it is and your dead
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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You Are What I Give Thanks For.
You Are What I Give Thanks For.
I hope you haven't had your fill
of good blessings & holiday wishes
For I have yet to give you mine
oh how I wish it were hugs & kisses
All year long I miss you
& wish we could be near
Although very far apart we are
in my heart I hold you dear
Especially are these feelings
when Thanksgiving Day comes 'round
For you are what I give thanks for
with you true friendship's found
I hope your day is happy
filled with family, laughter & love
I hope your heart is smiling
& filled with blessings from above.
Traci Dean Walters,2009
poem by Traci Dean Walters
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The Blessings
Written by teddy gentry, randy owen, ronnie rogers, greg fowler
I satnd here lookin up at the starts tonight, how can one man have somuch in
Life
As I look around me, what a picture it paints, Im muchmore than lucky, i
Oughta give my thanks
Theres food on the table, a log on the fire, and in my womans eyes theres
Love and desire
The blessings, sent from above, oh, the blessings, a life full of love
When I look around I can see, all thats been given me, so ilift my eyes up
To the sky
I wanna give my, my, my, my, my thanks for the blessings
Sometimes I fall asleep at the end of the day and I forget to thank you, im
Ashamed to say
But as I lay m down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep
I know you can hear me here on earth, thank you for giving me more than i
Deserve
The blessings, sent from above, oh, the blessings, a life full of love
When I look around I can see, all thats been given me, so ilift my eyes up
To the sky
cause I wanna give my, my, my, my, my thanks for the blessings
Blessings, when I look around, I can see, all thats been given me
So, I lift my eyes up to the sky, cause I wanna give my, my, my, my, my
Thanks for the blessings
The blessings, oh, the blessings
song performed by by Alabama
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Hide & Seek
There was a time when there was nothing at al
Nothing at all, just a distant hum
There was a being and he lived on his own
He had no one to talk to, and nothing to do
He drew up the plans, learnt to work with his hands
A million years passed by and his work was done
And his words were these...
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it, hope you find it
Hope you find me in you
So she had built her elaborate home
With its ups and its downs, its rains and its sun
She decided that her work was done, time to have fun
And she found a game to play
Then as part of the game
She completely forgot where shed hidden herself
And she spent the rest of her time
Trying to find the parts
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it, hope you find it
Hope you find me in you
There was a time when there was nothing at all, nothing at all
Just a distant hum
song performed by by Howard Jones
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We Can Work It Out
Now that I know your name and U know mine
Ain't it just about time that we got 2gether?
We should make such beautiful music 4ever
Oh, 2gether 4ever
Put your trust in me, I'll never let U down
Cuz I know I can count on U 2 help me make it
Ain't no doubt about it
We can work it out, work it out
I know we can work it out
Work it out, work it out
Ooh wee!
CHORUS:
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
(Everybody sing) Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
(Everybody sing) Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
Makin' music naturally, me and W.B. (CHORUS)
Music 4 the young and old, music bound 2 be gold
Work it out
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out {x2}
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out (Can we work it out?)
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out (I want 2 work it out)
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
(Everybody sing) Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
(Everybody sing) Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
(Everybody sing) Hope we work it out, I hope we work it out
Makin' music naturally, me and W.B
song performed by by Prince
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Everything Is Kiling Me....
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
poem by Adnan Zahedi
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As Troubles Brew
With so much about us happening, so many hearts cease to sing,
This as the many troubles brew, causing effect upon me and you,
Causing that song, within one’s heart, for a brief period to depart,
As those troubles seem to grow, and turn their joy toward sorrow.
But as troubles begin to mount, we have blessings we can count,
God’s Blessings that forever last, long after all our trials are past,
And in all trials there is reward, as believers are used by our Lord,
To be for God a shining light, as we’re sustained by God’s Might.
We acquire strength from Christ, while we live out our present life,
Through His Spirit Who lives within, to help us in this world of sin,
And Christ gives to us His peace, that in all trials does not cease,
Looking unto our Blessed Hope, Christ helps us in our trials cope.
Though the trials we may despise, upon our Lord we fix our eyes,
For He is the Author of our life, able to assist us through all strife,
Those trials He warned us of, before ascending to Heaven above,
Where He now intercedes for us, after, in Christ we place our trust.
Even when things in life go wrong, our Lord God gives us a song,
Providing blessings every day, when life’s trouble comes our way,
Strength and peace, God will provide, when in Christ we do abide,
And life’s trying times we rise above, guided by our Savior’s Love.
(Copyright ©03/2010)
We Call On Him (take 4,5)
We call on Him
Whenever storm clouds gather
We call on Him to light our darkest day
Why must it be that only when we're lonely
And hopes are dim, we call on Him
Why don't we call on Him before we lose our way
To count our blessings and thank Him while we may
We call on Him when no-one else will answer
We ask of Him a reason to go on
When our cup of joy becomes a cup of sorrow
Filled to the brim, we call on Him
Why don't we call on Him before we lose our way
To count our blessings and thank Him while we may
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Working Class Hero
As soon as you're born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so f***ing crazy you can't follow their rules.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still f***ing peasants as far as I can see.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill.
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
song, music by John Lennon, lyrics by John Lennon from John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band (11 December 1970)
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I Sit And Hope
And hope
hope
that you my love,
doesn't get snatched,
like a chick from the chicken,
stolen away by pradators
That you my dear
will lock the doors in time
when am away,
so the predators,
those coveters
of my sweet fruit,
doesn't eat in my wake
or drink from my cup
My love
i sit hoping,
and hope
That when path is dark
with despair,
when no strength
be left in you,
that you will turn to the light
of our laughter,
and you will bask,
in sun of dreams we share.
I sit and hope
my love,
i sit and hope
poem by Mwenda Kirimi
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Psalm 54
Hear my prayers o my God
And listen to the words of my mouth
I am surrounded by enemies
From the East, the west, the north and the south
The Lord delivers me from all my troubles
I will praise you for it is good
Even if I wander, starving in the desert
Your very presence shall be my food
In the midst of trials and afflictions
You are water to my thirsty soul
You are my light in the darkness, my fire by night
Your blessings have made me whole
Blessings of mercy and justice
Of love and forgiveness and peace
Strength to the weary, hope to the hopeless
Your mercies they never cease
poem by Frank McEleny
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I hope...
I Wish You well...
I hope you find yourself..
I hope you will find the love of your life..
I hope he makes you happy..
I hope you have someone that understands you..
like you want them to..
I hope through thick and thin he'll stay by your side..
Making sure you're all right..
not letting a tear fall..
nor let a smile turned upside down..
I wish you well..
I hope you find yourself..
I hope your family wont harm you..
I hope your mom is okay..
I hope that you are happy..
every step of the way.
I wish you well..
I hope you find yourself...
poem by Dislocated Heart
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Hope.
Hope is the sweet, sweet scent
of flowers in the morning
Hope is the cool gentle breeze
on a warm summer's day
Hope is the knowledge of stability
from a son in mourning
Hope is the bright shining light
keeping darkness at bay
Hope is the calming warmth
during a cold winter
Hope is the determination
of an athelete on the track
Hope is the potential
of a newborn baby
Hope is the love
between you and me
Hope springs eternal
poem by Krantol Northic
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The Working Class
hard calloused old hands,
back bent with time and work.
feet beaten and worn,
old tired eyes that still twinkle.
i love the working class.
am more at home
with truckers, farmers,
and factory workers,
than politicians and priests.
the lives built brick by brick,
silent years of sacrifice.
hard lines of faith and worry,
and moments of gentle caring.
the hand extended,
the heart that's honest.
the love of passion,
and blowing off steam.
the cook pot, and the table,
set for whoever walks through the door.
neighbor standing behind neighbor,
the saturday night fire,
and the sunday prayer.
i love the working class...
the people that built your cities,
paved your roads,
that have grown your food,
and made your goods...
so what the hell are you doing to us?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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When I Am 65
When I am 65
Every day will be a blessing from God
When I am 65
I hope that I will still be able to see with my eyes
When I am 65
I hope that I will be able to hear well with my ears
When I am 65
I hope that I will still be able to talk
When I am 65
I hope that I will be able to walk long distances
When I am 65
I hope that I will still be able to look after myself
When I am 65
I hope there will be somebody that will take care of me
When I am 65
I will be retired
When I am 65
I hope that I will not be isolated and lonely
And I hope that friends will be around for me
When I am 65
I hope to be able to see my nephew more
And I hope that he will come here to see me
When I am 65
I will have gray hair
And I will look more handsome
When I am 65
I won’t be able to do nothing about aging
I will age with time
When I am 65
I will receive my little pension
When I am 65
I will be a senior citizen
When I am 65
I hope that I will still have my brilliant mind working
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Theres A Change In The Weather
(sung by working class man, middle class man and upper class man)
Im just a simple working man
Gettin by the best I can
In this crazy mixed-up muddled-up world that I live in.
Im a middle class sort of a guy
Im not rich but I get by
Pretending that I know just what Im doin.
Im a well bred upper class sort of chap,
I dont care much about this and that
Even when I know theres trouble brewin.
We think theres a change in the weather
Weve got to learn to stick together.
Weve seen the thunder clouds in the sky,
I wanna live, I dont wanna die.
I think the weathers changing, I hope the weather is gonna change.
I hope its a change for the better and it will brighten up my day.
I think theres a change in the weather, I hope good weather is here to stay,
I hope its a change for the better and it will brighten up my day.
See the holocaust risin over the horizon,
Gonna see a manifestation, total chaos, devastation,
Anticyclone and tornados brewin,
Gonna feel the lightnin strikin,
Thunder clap smoke a frightnin,
Theres gonna be evil doin,
Theres trouble brewin,
Everybody scared,
Too much thunder, too much fightin.
Heavy storm clouds comin,
Gonna cover up the sun
And gonna terrify everyone,
Better pack up your bags and run.
I think theres a change in the weather, I think the weather is going to change.
I hope its a change for the better and it will brighten up my day.
I think theres a change in the weather, I hope good weather is here to stay.
I hope its a change for the better and it will brighten up my day.
song performed by by Kinks
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