Stay Prayed Up
When we wake up
We have to stay prayed up!
It is our breakfast
In the morning
It is our lunch
In the noon day
It is our dinner
In the night
It is the only way that
We can keep ourselves right
If we keep our relationship
With God in sight
Prayer will unite
Us with our Heavenly Father
A daily devotion
We need a cup
We must stay prayed up!
poem by Tameeka Smith
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I Prayed For You An Angel
I prayed for you an Angel
It's there watching over you
To help to console you
At times you are feeling blue
I prayed for you an Angel
To help to keep you in line
To keep you from all trouble
On days your sun won't shine
I prayed for you an Angel
To come from Heaven above
To comfort you in sorrow
And surround you with Gods love
I prayed for you an Angel
To make sure you'd be alright
To follow you everywhere
And take care of you day and night
I prayed for you an Angel
I didn't know what else I could do
So I just prayed a simple prayer
Telling God how much I still need you
I prayed for you an Angel
To help your heart to mend
God must have granted this prayer
For I still have you as my friend
Wrote 8/22/2008 by Norman Hale Jr.
poem by Norman Hale
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An Angel Prayed For Me
An angel prayed for me today
I know this to be true..
She sent a pray into the wind to
Hasten the destination,
For my heart was burden down
So low,
With many troubles of this world,
None of an earthly gain..
An angel prayed for me today
This I know to be true,
I felt such serenity as the wind
Softly kiss my cheek..
An angel asked our father today
To lighten such heavy load..
Than, our father smiled at me and
Said,
Your guardian angel prayed with
You to make your days much easier,
An angel prayed for me today
For this I know is true..
Our father sent my guardian angel
And made my troubles descend
From me..
So I know an angel prayed for me
Today,
For our father said this to be true
poem by Carolyn Sears
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If I Prayed For You... (I Just Did)
if i prayed for you,
with the eyes of a child,
beaten, bruised, and hungry...
would you see, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with an old man's hands,
hard, calloused, and gentle...
would you feel, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a mother's tears,
her daughter raped by your soldiers...
would you change, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a homeless man's heart,
a human story untold...
would you care, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a farmer's faith,
plowing and planting unseen...
would you believe, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
from a soldier's conviction,
who laid down his guns and walked away...
would you be inspired, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a real doctor's conscience,
who made his life's work for the poor...
would you love, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with the protester's courage,
beaten and arrested for the truth...
would you live, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
from the heart of god,
revealing holy desire....
hey, i just did!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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If I Prayed with You
if i prayed with you
meshed together by the naked night
molten images of human groaning
lit by the very breath of God...
if i prayed with you
turning slowly on the spit
beneath the shadows we wear in darkness
and wrap our light inside...
if i prayed with you
nothing hidden, nothing faked
and stroked your face with knowing hands
as if the Painter's brush....
if i prayed with you
and was lost inside your hungry mouth...
would you dance with me inside
the meaning beyond our words?
if i prayed with you...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Because I Cannot Sleep Tonight
because i cannot sleep tonight
i have to pay the price
my morning and noon tomorrow
shall be my night
and the whole day i will sleep too
not speaking to anyone
not having breakfast
and lunch
another dinner for one on a candle light
they will all be sleeping
and i will be working
like a vampire have i become
thirsting for blood
wanting more flesh
shying away from the ordinary hustle and bustle
of this world
i wake up when everyone sleeps
i sleep when everyone wakes up
and soon they will all complain
and bury me
alive
because i have refused to learn how i must live
with them
and of course, they will not like it, tomorrow morning
the rules will be posted in the ref
they know i still need a drink, and the cold water
is stored in the ref
they are away on a trip, and they will wait
as always.......wanting to understand, wishing that i change....
i am still thinking, if i better get lost and be not found forever
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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March of the Wheelchairs
In Dakota land lunch is dinner
and dinner supper while lunch is lunch,
as traditions from farmlands go.
Now breakfast is at 6, lunch at 9
dinner at noon, lunch at 3
supper at 7, everything timed.
Day in and day out, better not be late.
Weather fickle, eating ain’t!
Farm traditions, genetics ‘grained.
No surprise, nursing meals,
wheelchairs marching, internal time,
largo moves, staccato fades.
Day in, day out…they’re not late
Wheelchairs marching, marching in
farm traditions, genetics ‘grained.
Weather fickle….eating ain’t!
Hope God keeps the schedule,
or has… a special dining hall.
As these Wheelchairs… arrive
In Prayer to You
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
For all that you've done for me.
In the early morning hours,
When I arise to greet the Sun...
I feel blessed and prepared,
With such gratefulness...
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
And when noon approaches...
No matter what I have done,
Before that time comes...
That may create a disturbance,
I did not invite nor did I make.
I find time to show it is You I appreciate.
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
Whether or not...
Thunder storms roar,
Or rain drops fall to pitter and pat.
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
And at the oncoming of Sunset...
Not one moment do I forget,
The power of Your presence...
That showers the blessings,
From You I get!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I came thus far.
I prayed to the God;
I got enough blossoms.
It was the spring.
I prayed to the God;
I got a good bearing.
It was the summer.
I prayed to the God;
I got a bumper harvest.
It was the autumn.
I prayed to the God;
I got a sound sleep.
It was the winter.
By time I came thus far.
By faith I stood thus far.
26.09.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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While in church
While I was in church last sunday I thought back.
Back to when I was a teen.I remembered this day.
It was the day my father used his fist to punch me in the jawl.
Then he said these words to me.' You will never be anything! '
So as I had that thought in the back of my head.The front of my head
was thinking this may be true, but what I do know now is I'll be anything
in the hands of my heavenly father.Then I prayed this prayer.Heavenly father I love you please forgive my father for his sinn that day he did
what he did to me, and forgive my mother, sister and brother for thier sinns.And watch over my son's forgive them for thier sinns.Watch over
thier mothers and my girlfriend and keep them save.In your son's holly
name I pray this prayer. Thank you my loveing father.'AMEN'
poem by Pirate Love Magic Man
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The Old Girl Was Hiding
The old girl I remember
Came back today
The new girl I’ve encountered
At least for now, has gone away
Then I prayed, at least for now
That it would stay that way
But once I prayed
The world went astray
My life turned upside down
Now I remember her, once around
About a week
The old girl I remember
Showed her face today
The new girl I’ve encountered
Vanished without a trace today
Then I prayed, at least for a while
That it would stay that way
But once I prayed
The world went astray
My life turned upside down
Now I remember her, once around
About a month
But once I prayed again
The world went astray
My life turned upside down
Now I remember her, once around
About a year
The Spider
A brown big eyed spider wearing wellingtons and a bowler hat
came from under the door, and wiped its feet on the kitchen mat.
It said, “Good morning sir, I’ve come in from out of the rain,
if you don’t mind I’d like to stay until the sun comes out again.
I actually arrived by accident and was carried here by a floating leaf,
if it hadn’t stopped by your doorstep I would’ve met with certain grief.
Do you know it’s been ages since I’ve eaten, and I’d love a cup of tea.
Is there any chance of a sandwich, egg or sausage will be fine with me.
It doesn’t look like the rain will stop today, but there’s always tomorrow.
Have you any old clothes to keep me warm, or a blanket I can borrow?
Thank you for your kindness, but would it be possible to stay the night,
I take up very little room, and in fact I’ll pretty much keep out of sight?
Tomorrow morning when the sun comes up I’ll be merrily on my way
and I’ll tell my friends that when its raining this is the place to stay.
When I do wake up, please no fuss, a full English breakfast will be fine,
so thanks for your hospitality, and you’ll always be a friend of mine.
poem by Orlando Belo
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When Mama Prayed
Daddy never went to church on Sunday
He said that's one thing I'll never do
But mama never gave up she said one day
He'll be sitting here beside of me and you
I can still hear mama softly talking
With her tears falling on her folded hands
So that Easter Sunday Daddy walked in
That's when I began to understand
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
Seventeen and wild I hit the bottle
Doing anything I dang well please
Burning down life's highway at full throttle
While mama burned a candle on her knees
Then one night I came home half sober
I saw mama kneeling in the den
As I listened she and Jesus talked it over
And I knew my restless days were 'bout to end
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
It isn't like every one of them got answered
But the times they weren't it seems to me were rare
You almost felt sorry for the devil
'Cause heaven knows he didn't have a prayer
When mama prayed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
They crumbled all away
When mama prayed
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Stay With Me
(ron wood/ rod stewart)
In the morning
Dont say you love me
Cause Ill only kick you out of the door
I know your name is rita
Cause your perfum smelling sweeter
Since when I saw you down on the floor
Guitar
Wont need to much pursuading
I dont mean to sound degrading
But with a face like that
You got nothing to laugh about
Red lips hair and fingernails
I hear your a mean old jezabel
Lets go up stairs and read my tarot cards
Stay with me
Stay with me
For tonight you better stay with me
Stay with me
Stay with me
For tonight you better stay with me
So in the morning
Please dont say you love me
Cause you know Ill only kick you out the door
Yea Ill pay your cab fare home
You can even use my best colonge
Just dont be here in the morning when I wake up
Stay with me
Stay with me
Cause tonight you better stay with me
Sit down, get up, get down
Stay with me
Stay with me
Cause tonight your going stay with me
Hey, whats your name again
Oh no, get down, wooo
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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O, What A Short Story
From beginning to end it was a short tale
It follows like this, a once unspoken story
Dusk would come and we’d walk together
Down along the beach, we could stay for forever
The sand would squeeze between our toes
As we walked together, on the beach at dusk
Night would come and we’d eat together
Followed by talk of what the future would bring
A bundle of happiness, and a house together
We’d talk together, after eating dinner at night
Morning would come and we’d be off to work
What a night we’d had, but forgotten already
Fights would follow and a change would be made
We’d fight and fight, in the morning during work
By lunchtime the end would soon be near
Sick of the madness and unpredictable sadness
My bags would be packed before dinner came
I’d pack my bags, after lunch in sorrow
That dinner would be lonely, alone I’d eat
And I’d cry myself to sleep
Alone at a friends, a depression with no end
I’d finally sleep, after dinner I’d cry
My story would end at midnight that night
How could I bear to live, without my sweetheart?
I’d go peacefully in sleep, after taking those pills
I’d take my last breath, at midnight that night
poem by Alyssa Baker
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Why Did You Step On Those Toes?
This has been brought to my attention:
Some of you have stated...
In the privacy of whispers,
Of course.
That I have a tendency,
To step on a few toes!
And I thought about this.
Knowing the intention,
Of the message I had to send.
So I prayed to God.
And asked what should I do?
Since my only desire,
Is to reflect the 'will' of God.
In complete devotion.
Not to offend Him.
Or upset undo emotions.
And I prayed and prayed.
Staying there in prayer.
Hoping to make what I've done,
More clear!
Then a voice so near and gently spoke.
Saying to me...
'My son,
I love you.
But for the life I've given to thee...
'WHY' did you step on those toes?
When you clearly could have stomped,
On the feet! '
HUH?
'On the feet, My son!
On the feet!
You know...
The whole foot?
Next time take advantage,
Of these opportunities.'
Inspired by:
My sister Mim.
And Reverand White
Springfield, Massachusetts.
'Mimmie, I thank you.
Please thank Reverand White.
U 2 funny.'
Love you,
Larry
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lunch and Dinner
I have breakfast and lunch and dinner,
Munching away forever and ever;
The religion of some is furious and solid,
Yesterday it was bigger than today
But my day is always happy with fury,
Its speed is falling everywhere,
Velocity is the vector of your liking
For you know the directions
We possess.
Our breakfast is taken in fullness,
My lunch is ever so strange
And supper chanced itself.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Answered Prayers
I prayed for riches, and achieved success;
All that I touched turned into gold. Alas!
My cares were greater and my peace was less,
When that wish came to pass.
I prayed for glory, and I heard my name
Sung by sweet children and by hoary men.
But ah! the hurts – the hurts that come with fame.
I was not happy then.
I prayed for Love, and had my heart’s desire.
Through quivering heart and body, and through brain,
There swept the flame of its devouring fire,
And but the scars remain.
I prayed for a contented mind. At length
Great light upon my darkened spirit burst.
Great peace fell on me also, and great strength –
Oh, had that prayer been first!
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Cycle Of My Life
wake up in the morning
remembering some dreams
take a walk in the oval
and come back for breakfast
then take a bath
dress myself
then go to the office for work
the whole day is spent
within the walls and closed glass windows
then come back for home
eat dinner
pray and sleep to bed
dream and at dawn have little sex
with wife
and sleep again and wake up in the morning
and take a walk and take breakfast and
back to the office again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I have many memories of waking up to eat breakfast that my mother carefully prepared for us and her saying, what do y'all want for lunch, and as we're eating lunch, what do y'all want for dinner? It's always about the next meal.
Its Alright
Oh yeah
Im pretty good at takin care myself
I always get enough to get me by
So if youre askin for a little love
Well, baby, there aint nothin I wont try
You got me knockin on wood
I never knew that you could
Well, if you want me to stay for the night, its alright
Its alright if you want me
Its alright if you need me
Girl, if you want me to stay for the night
Girl, if you want me to stay satisfied
Girl, if you want me to stay for the night, its alright
I knew the minute that I picked you up
That I would never want to put you down
Dont try to tell me that youve had enough
Until you realize what youve found
Ill give you breakfast in bed
Youre goin right to my head
Girl, if you want me to stay for the night, its alright
Its alright if you want me
Its alright if you need me
Girl, if you want me to stay for the night
Girl, if you want me to stay satisfied
Girl, if you want me to stay for the night, well, its alright
Girl, you know, Ill be leavin in the mornin
You got to take what you can
Yeah, you know, that Im givin you the warnin
Girl, its just a one night stand, yeah
Come over here
Oh, its alright if you want me
Its alright if you need me
Girl, if you want me to stay for the night
Girl, if you want me to stay satisfied
Girl, if you want me to stay for the night, well, its alright
If you want me
Its alright if you need me
Yeah, its alright
song performed by by Kiss
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