Loss From The Least
Great men by small means oft are overthrown;
He's lord of thy life, who contemns his own.
poem by Robert Herrick
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Groomed To Be Used
God is grooming both me and you, for tasks prepared for men to do.
The Lord may not use all to preach, to those that He wants to reach.
As you’re thrusted into daily scenes, He may choose another means,
To reach many others with the Love, of Christ The Savior up above.
Remember God created everyone, in the likeness of Christ His Son,
And The Lord knows all our abilities, and He knows all of our frailties.
The Lord has given gifts to us all, some are big and some are small,
And The Lord will only use your gifts, in your life as the situation fits.
My friend, God will not force anyone, into service for Christ His Son,
But as you make yourself available, you can become a perfect tool,
A tool fitted for The Master’s hand, used to help others understand,
All about God’s gift of Eternal Life, given to all men by Jesus Christ.
God can use something very small, to touch a heart of a needy soul,
With only a comforting word or two, from caring men like me and you.
Simply go about your normal day, while allowing God to lead the way,
The Lord will lead right to a door, using you to share about your Lord.
You could help the blind man see, Christ is his only hope for Eternity.
Friend what is small in our eyes, is used by God to make others wise.
You may think that your gift is small, but with God, it is not that at all.
You’ll be surprised what He can do, with willing men like me and you.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
At His Execution
I am made all things to all men--
Hebrew, Roman, and Greek--
In each one's tongue I speak,
Suiting to each my word,
That some may be drawn to the Lord!
I am made all things to all men--
In City or Wilderness
Praising the crafts they profess
That some may be drawn to the Lord--
By any means to my Lord!
Since I was overcome
By that great Light and Word,
I have forgot or forgone
The self men call their own
(Being made all things to all men)
So that I might save some
At such small price to the Lord,
As being all things to all men.
I was made all things to all men,
But now my course is done--
And now is my reward...
Ah, Christ, when I stand at Thy Throne
With those I have drawn to the Lord,
Restore me my self again!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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The Distance Of These Other Worlds
THE DISTANCE OF THESE OTHER WORLDS
The distance of these other worlds
Means you and I
Will never know them in our lifetimes-
The distance of these other worlds
Means you and I
Are in space and time
So small-
The distance of these other worlds
Means there is a great emptiness in- between
Vaster than our own spaces and worlds-
The distance of these other worlds
Means we in our own
Are more alone-
And if and when we meet others
Will not meet
In arrogant pride
But in fearful humility
The distance of these other worlds
Whether they are real or not
Means we are less great
Than we thought
And never will be
As singularly real
As we once dreamed-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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If life means..
If life means path of obstecles,
I'll conquer them all
If life means seasons of challenge
I'll accept them all
If life means road of ups & down
I'll enjoy them all
If life means smiling when get hurt
I wont let my tears to fall
If life means giving and forgivng
I'll remit the mistakes of all
If life means realizing ones dreams
I wont compromise at all
If life means to live lively
I'll live it with you all
If life means being kind and good
I'll be generous to all
If life means your dreams, your life and you
I'll shine them all………….
TARA
Will shine always…..
poem by TARA.. Star
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Psalm 104
Oh, lord, how many are thy works!
In wisdom thou hast made them all.
The earth is full of thy possessions.
There is the sea, great and broad
In which are swarms
Without number.
Animals,
Both great and small.
Oh, lord,
Thou hast made them all.
In which are swarms
Without number.
Animals,
Both great and small.
Oh, lord,
Thou hast made them all.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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Friends 2003
Music: Michael W. Smith
Packing up the dreams God planted
In the fertile soil of you
Can't believe the hopes He's granted
Means a chapter in your life is through
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
Chorus:
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord's the Lord of them
And a friend will not say "never"
'Cause the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands we know
That a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.
With the faith and love God's given
Springing from the hope we know
We will pray the joy you'll live in
Is the strength that now you show
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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0017 Suppose it said..
Suppose it said – and, yes
it has been said, that
you were made to be
as much the same, as God,
or, The Creator – or
some other word that
means as much – were made to be
as much the same as – That -
as any human being could be; that
this, waits for you; it’s there;
cease to deny that that is so,
and then, it will be so…
suppose you hear it said; and
like the sound of it; then
close your eyes for several seconds
and open them again; but, it’s all
just the same…
suppose that at that point,
you don’t give up, with, as they say,
'a snort of derision'; but close your eyes again,
and think
I don’t remember such a big denial
all at once; how could a child
know what to deny, or why;
deny so vast a thing?
or could it rather be, a history
of many small denials? ah yes,
that seems quite possible – like
all those things that we put to one side
as – so the song goes on – ‘but not for me…’:
some few were overcome – I thought once
that riding a bike was Not For Me;
but thanks to Dad who proved me wrong,
I’ve thousands of miles of the joy of freedom
ticking on the cyclometer…
but yes, there’s much that’s labelled
Not For Me; once, poetry
was labelled, too, so great a thing
but Not For Me..
suppose a life
without self-deprivation
where all these small denials were denied,
whom would I be then? Would I be great
in so many small acceptances,
that all that life might have to offer,
should be myself? Would that be joy?
I think it could be so.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Great And Unsearchable Things
How great is He, the Lord of Lords
And Cosmic King of Kings,
His treasure trove filled with rewards,
Great unsearchable things!
With wonders and with prophecies
And miracles sublime...
How great is He, the One who sees
How each child spends their time...
How great is He, the Holy One,
Creator of us all,
Who sacrificed His only Son,
To save us, great or small...
With grace bestowed right here on Earth
We must be born again...
No more to boast of our own worth
When Christ died there and then...
How great is He, our God divine,
In granting Paradise,
A home that could be yours and mine
If we would just be wise...
That's why the Bible tells us straight
The wonders yet to be
Will be so perfect and so great
They'll last eternity!
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Death means Love means
Death means freedom
Love means pain
Which would you choose?
Death means rest peacefully
Love means restless motion
Which would be comfortable?
Death means life
love means death to the heart
Which one would you want?
Death means everlasting happiness
Love means confusion
Which would be more rich?
Death means rejoice with loved ones
Love means losing someone
Which would be better?
Death means peaceful dreams for forever
Love means fear of nightmares
Which would you perfer?
poem by Desserray Whitcomb
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Swift And Decisive
Swift and decisive you can be sure that will be the Day of The Lord,
Just and complete will be the Lord with the destruction of His Sword.
For two millennia by scores of men The Lord Jesus has been ignored,
All who opposed The Lord will be consumed when His Wrath is poured.
Bold and arrogant fools they are, as they say there's no God at all,
But to hide from His face they shall ask the rocks to on them fall,
Living defiantly independent they went through life proud and tall,
But when they see God they'll know that they're actually very small.
They loved man's wisdom choosing science or philosophy as their god,
Not only will they meet my God, but they'll be punished by His Rod.
Facing damnation they will look back every where their feet had trod,
They'll know now Christ is Lord, confessing with sorrow as they nod.
Christ will validate in everyone's mind the very reason He was sent,
This will include for all to see, His long awaited Day of Judgment.
And with His bowl of wrath well filled Jesus will not at all relent,
And His Judgment will continue until His Righteous Wrath is spent.
But those who put their trust in Christ are not under condemnation,
For those waiting He comes again to offer them His Great Salvation.
And though the world will be destroyed during the Great Tribulation,
There will be multitudes saved out of every tongue, tribe and nation.
Great Is The Lord
Music: michael w. smith
Great is the lord,
He is holy and just
By his power we trust
In his love
Great is the lord
He is faithful and true
By his mercy he proves
He is love
Chorus:
Great is the lord
And worthy of glory
Great is the lord
And worthy of praise
Great is the lord
Now lift up your voice
Now lift up your voice
Great is the lord
Great is the lord
Great is the lord,
He is holy and just
By his power we trust
In his love
Great is the lord
He is faithful, and true
By his mercy he proves
He is love
Chorus
Great are you lord
And worthy of glory
Great are you lord
And worthy of praise
Great are you lord
I lift up my voice
I lift up my voice
Great are you lord
Great are you lord
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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I Know
I know that my Lord is alive, and that today He hears me,
Helping me each day to strive, to be for Him, all I can be;
In my life God makes change, helping me in all my ways,
In the power of His Name, to God’s Glory and His Praise.
I know God hears men call, as they look to Him and pray,
Giving ear to great and small, as He listens night and day;
God desires to speak to men, just like He did in Paradise,
Calling us to be born again, through His Son Jesus Christ.
I know, for my personal life, that The Lord God truly cares,
Helping me in my daily strife, as my Lord answers prayers;
For He is always by my side, while I travel this earthly sod,
A comfort by His Spirit inside, leading with Staff and Rod.
I know Christ is coming again, to meet with me up on high,
The time, I know not when, or if I’ll be raptured before I die;
But for me, God has a place, and this I truly know for sure,
And when I see Christ’s face, I’ll stay with Him forevermore.
I know that I will live forever, with my God in Heaven above,
For God will forsake me never, that is His promise of Love.
My friend, you can know too, and Eternal Life, also receive,
As The Lord also loves you, and all you must do is believe.
(Copyright ©04/2010)
Mad The Swine
Words and music by freddie mercury
Been here before a long time ago
But this time I wear no sandals
Ages past I gave all you people
Food and water
Three feet tall so very small Im no trouble
I bring thunder lightning sun and the rain
For all the people in the land
A message of love
I bring you from up above
All good children gather around
Come join your hands and sing along
They call me mad the swine
I guess Im mad the swine
Ive come to save you save you
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the lord
I woke up on the water just as before
Ill help the meek and the mild and believers and the blind
And all the creatures great and small
Let me take you to the river without a ford
Oh and then one day you realise
Youre all the same weve been in life
All Ive come to say just like before
They call me mad the swine
Im mad the swine
Ive come to save you save you
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the lord
Ooh
Oh now
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the lord
Dont ever fail me
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
Ive come to save you save you
Oh now
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the lord
Hands and praise the lord
Praise the lord
Ill get down on my knees and praise the lord
song performed by by Queen
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Answers
I kept my answers small and kept them near;
Big questions bruised my mind but still I let
Small answers be a bullwark to my fear.
The huge abstractions I kept from the light;
Small things I handled and caressed and loved.
I let the stars assume the whole of night.
But the big answers clamoured to be moved Into my life. Their great audacity
Shouted to be acknowledged and believed.
Even when all small answers build up to
Protection of my spirit, still I hear
Big answers striving for their overthrow.
And all the great conclusions coming near.
poem by Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
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Only a great mind that is overthrown yields tragedy.
quote by Jacques Barzun
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By All Means
By All Means
By: Adam M. Snow
By all means, I need to ponder,
of my life going yonder.
But though I still long for truth,
I long for those who's not uncouth.
By all means, I carried out to wonder,
when flesh and spirit sunder.
But in a world such as this,
dost Thou be amiss?
But I seek what Thou has in stored;
that statement of the Lord.
By all means, I wonder to ponder,
of my life going yonder.
Misery held me 'gainst my woes,
as if my life cease to flow.
But if it be the answer of my eternal quest,
nor any Death-but lest;
I accept the truth from Thee,
to where the Strong assure me.
I wage my life upon thy altar,
ponder here a time of falter;
I live to serve only Thee.
We think that we must be-
gods upon this earth.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Life
Pastel? don't even know what that means
Pastel? Hell! rhymes any way
My color of life?
Don't even know where I'm from,
Let alone anything else.
Don't know where I'm from
Don't know where I'm at
Don't know where I'm going
Yes I do...I'm going back to small
My favorite place, small pebbles, smooth and shiny
Small lakes and sacred woods
And tiny dreams that come true in sunsets
And porch swings on warm summer nights
And he who would continue to labor this life forever
Would be forever poorer
For all loss is only gain
poem by Midnights Voice
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