The Prophet And The Poet: Teach Antithetic Parallelism
What is
Antithetic
parallelism?
Antithetic
Parallelism
in biblical poetry
is a poetic construction
through which the thought
embodied in the first line
is clarified by contrast
by opposition expressed
embedded in a second line
this principle
is swiftly taught
in simple lines
'The poor are shunned
even by their neighbors,
but the rich have many friends.' Proverbs 14: 20
Other translations
accurately state
the poor are disliked
despised hated;
but the rich are loved
by many friends.
Clear precise impact
reveals piercing sad reality
God reinforces the lesson.
'Wealth brings many friends,
but a poor man's friend deserts him.' Proverbs 19: 4.
Truth is sharp prophet written.
'A poor man is shunned
by all his relatives—
how much more do his friends
avoid him! Though he pursues
them with pleading,
they are nowhere to be found.' Proverbs 19: 7.
But what is God's verdict
what does God decree
with regard to this matter?
'The LORD is intimately acquainted
with the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked is destroyed.' Psalms 1: 6.
'For the LORD watches
over the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked will perish.' Psalms 1: 6.
All translations all biblical writers
infused with inspiration by Holy Spirit
teach God's clear concise insights.
God has written
precise observations
of nature into Psalms.
'The young lions do lack,
and suffer hunger:
but they that seek
the LORD shall not want
any good thing.' Psalms 34: 10.
Is a promise of heavenly reward?
We believe grow in God
from seeds of faith
into trees of knowledge.
'He is like a tree planted by streams
of water that yields its fruit in its season,
and its leaf does not wither.
In all that he does, he prospers.' Psalms 1: 3.
Psalms is exceptional in poetic beauty;
in heartfelt intensity; who perceives mystery?
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The Prophet And The Poet: Parallelism In Biblical Poetry
Is one-third
of Biblical Old Testament
written in poetry?
Entire books Job Psalms Proverbs
the Song of Solomon Lamentations
except for short prose sections.
Large portions of Isaiah Jeremiah
the writings of Minor Prophets
adhere to poetic form and content.
Observe three main divisions
of an inspired Old Testament
the Law the Prophets the Writings
all contain prized poetry
in exultant larger amounts.
Why did God choose poetry?
Why do seven Old Testament books
Leviticus Ruth Ezra Nehemiah
Esther Haggai Malachi lack poetic lines?
Poetic elements
commonly found
in contemporary
poetry alliteration
assonance rhyme; are rare
in Hebrew Biblical poetry.
God promoted
an essential formal
characteristic
parallelism
the content
of one line
is repeated
contrasted
or advanced
by the content
of the next line
in sense rhythm
characterized
by thought
arrangement
not word
arrangement
or rhyme.
The three main types
of parallelism
in biblical poetry
are synonymous
antithetic
and synthetic.
What mysteries
are in each hidden
what secrets cloaked?
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God Made A Covenant With Who Until Time Indefinite?
Sometimes the many
or the few must submit
to divine will of one.
You might have friends
in higher places
much higher than you think.
God made a covenant Genesis 15: 12-21.
with chosen children of Israel Exodus 19: 5.
to eternal time indefinite. Genesis 17: 18&19.35: 9-12.
Unlike some people
flesh delighting in own power
God cannot does not lie.
Therefore Israel trust not
in thy own bow thy own sword Psalms 44: 5-8.
the Lord is thy strength thy fortress. Psalms 31: 4 & 37: 39.
Why art thou surprised?
Is it not written?
“The kings of the earth
take their stand
And high officials
themselves have massed
together as one
against Jehovah
and against his anointed” Psalms 2: 2.
Will not the One
sitting in heaven laugh?
Will Adonai hold
these kings in derision? Psalms 2: 4.
“I myself have installed
my king on Tziyon,
my holy mountain.” Psalms 2: 4.
“Ask of me, and I will make
the nations your inheritance;
the whole wide world
will be your possession. Psalms 2: 8.
You will break them with an iron rod,
shatter them like a clay pot.” Psalms 2: 9.
Thus spoke The Lord
creator of heaven and earth.
Who can stand against you?
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The Prophet and The Poet: Mysteries Written In Psalms
What is wondrous Psalms?
Now a question arises?
Why is Psalms prized most
frequently quoted Old Testament
book in Holy New Testament?
Does not every verse psalm point
to Christ in glorified person
in his character ministry?
Or lead believer's thoughts
to Christ.
Are not
the psalms
the language pursuit
of a believer's heart;
thirsting for our God
rejoicing in God
mourning in sin
burdened with affliction.
We struggle with temptation
or triumph in our promised hope
in enjoyment in deliverance.
Behold the psalmist's
inspired expressions
written in Holy Spirit;
help us find God
help us to pray
aid our abilities.
Are not the psalms
praising God's
divine perfections;
mediating on God's truths
thanking God for his mercies
delighting in his ministries;
also a soul touchstone
forming a Divinely appointed
standard of experience;
through which Christians
may judge ourselves
against criteria God's?
The psalms become
familiar to our souls
a radiant rare model;
a shinning beautified
example of how we ask
God at God's throne;
of grace by path
of confession
path of petition;
path of thanksgiving
for assistance in need
for our blessed salvation.
What are wondrous Psalms?
Love letters to Divine God
written in enduring passion.
The blessed psalms
are a divine spark
fermenting Christ;
in rapture in spirit
in receptive souls
enabling new birth;
the trans-formative growth
the power of a true religion
in seeking yearning hearts.
What devout affection
is working in Christians
with the blessed psalms;
written into their hearts
written into their souls
in intensified mystery?
The psalms are infused
with holy desire or hope
bitter sorrow blessed joy;
within the psalms are words
to love calm cleanse our fears;
to clothe veil sin in salvation.
The inspired speech of the psalms
chimes in all searching receptive minds;
revealing divine personality our Gods.
Psalms an exceptional unique divine book
prayers and praises heartfelt love blessings;
offered up to divine throne of grace Gods.
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The Prophet And The Poet: Teach Synonymous Parallelism
What is
Synonymous
parallelism?
Synonymous
Parallelism
in biblical poetry
is repetition
a parallel
segment
repeats
an idea
found
in the previous
segment
kind of paraphrase
line two restates
an identical thought
found in line one
using equivalent
expressions
examples include
Lamech said to his wives,
'Adah and Zillah, listen to me;
wives of Lamech, hear my words.
I have killed a man for wounding me,
a young man for injuring me. ' Genesis 4: 23.
Is not the purpose to remind us
Lamech failed to obey God's laws?
'You shall not murder.' Exodus 20: 13.
'Do not seek revenge or bear
a grudge against one of your people,
but love your neighbor
as yourself. I am the LORD.' Leviticus 19: 18.
'It is mine to avenge; I will repay.
In due time their foot will slip;
their day of disaster is near
and their doom rushes upon them.' Deuteronomy 32: 35.
'O LORD, the God who avenges,
O God who avenges, shine forth.' Psalm 94: 1.
Our Lord God has spoken
God's message here is clear.
'Dearly beloved,
avenge not yourselves,
but rather give place unto wrath:
for it is written,
Vengeance is mine;
I will repay,
saith the Lord.' Romans12: 19.
Learn please
Synonymous
parallelism
'Wash away all my iniquity
and cleanse me from my sin.
I admit that I am rebellious.
My sin is always in front of me.
For I know my transgressions,
and my sin is always before me. ' Psalm 51: 2-3.
'The LORD says,
'I look deep down
inside human hearts.
I see what is in people's minds.
I reward a man in keeping with his conduct.
I bless him based on what he has done.' Jeremiah 17: 10.
Therefore let it be known
that the Lord our God
teaches through examples
Synonymous
Parallelism
Repetitions.
We are taught
through contrasting examples
who will listen learn?
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Wealth Wont Save Your Soul
(e) as we journey along, on (a) lifes wicked (e) road,
So selfish are we, for silver and (b7) gold,
You can (e) treasure your wealth, your (a) diamonds and (e) gold,
But my friends it wont save, your (b7) poor wicked (e) soul.
For when God calls, from his home up on high,
To your earthly wealth, you must say goodbye,
Then its useless to you, if youve strayed from the fold,
For my friend it wont save your poor wicked soul.
The rich man like all, will be judged at that time,
But all of his wealth, will be left behind.
For no matter how much earthly wealth you get hold,
Well my friend it wont save, your poor wicked soul.
This verse on demo record only * * * * *
When the world is on fire, on that judgement day,
For all of our wrongs, then we must pay,
But the debt cant be paid, with silver and gold,
No friends it wont save, your poor wicked soul.
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Upon The Translation Of The Psalms By Sir Philip Sidney And The Countess Of Pembroke, His Sister
ETERNAL God—for whom who ever dare
Seek new expressions, do the circle square,
And thrust into straight corners of poor wit
Thee, who art cornerless and infinite—
I would but bless Thy name, not name Thee now
—And Thy gifts are as infinite as Thou—
Fix we our praises therefore on this one,
That, as thy blessed Spirit fell upon
These Psalms' first author in a cloven tongue
—For 'twas a double power by which he sung
The highest matter in the noblest form—
So thou hast cleft that Spirit, to perform
That work again, and shed it here, upon
Two, by their bloods, and by Thy Spirit one ;
A brother and a sister, made by Thee
The organ, where Thou art the harmony.
Two that make one John Baptist's holy voice,
And who that Psalm, 'Now let the Isles rejoice,'
Have both translated, and applied it too,
Both told us what, and taught us how to do.
They show us islanders our Joy, our King ;
They tell us why, and teach us how to sing.
Make all this all three choirs, heaven, earth, and spheres ;
The first, Heaven, hath a song, but no man hears ;
The spheres have music, but they have no tongue,
Their harmony is rather danced than sung ;
But our third choir, to which the first gives ear
—For Angels learn by what the Church does here—
This choir hath all. The organist is he
Who hath tuned God and man, the organ we ;
The songs are these, which heaven's high holy Muse
Whisper'd to David, David to the Jews ;
And David's successors in holy zeal,
In forms of joy and art do re-reveal
To us so sweetly and sincerely too,
That I must not rejoice as I would do,
When I behold that these Psalms are become
So well attired abroad, so ill at home,
So well in chambers, in Thy Church so ill,
As I can scarce call that reform'd until
This be reform'd ; would a whole state present
A lesser gift than some one man hath sent ?
And shall our Church unto our Spouse and King
More hoarse, more harsh than any other, sing ?
For that we pray, we praise Thy name for this,
Which, by this Moses and this Miriam, is
Already done ; and as those Psalms we call,
—Though some have other authors—David's all,
So though some have, some may some Psalms translate,
We Thy Sidneian psalms shall celebrate,
And, till we come th' extemporal song to sing
—Learn'd the first hour that we see the King,
Who hath translated those translators—may
These their sweet learned labours all the way
Be as our tuning, that when hence we part,
We may fall in with them, and sing our part !
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Rich Man, Poor Man
When God looked down from Heaven's Throne to Job upon the Earth,
God saw Job's faith had fully grown and that this man had worth...
God told the Devil of this man, so righteous and so pure.
God said, 'He does the best he can, almost without a flaw...'
The Devil fumed and then replied, 'You made him rich, that's why!
How many times has that man sighed? He has no cause to cry! '
Then God let Satan smite Job's land and suffer for a while
And death was very near to hand... and poor Job lost his smile...
The Lord received Job's faithful praise, despite the tragic loss!
Job proved he loved the Lord always! That made the Devil cross!
'What say you now? ' the Lord remarked! But Satan argued still...
For he was livid, he was narked, 'What if I make him ill? '
So God agreed, 'But spare his life! ' So Satan went below
And Job fell ill, such that his wife saw skin boils start to grow...
'Why praise the Lord? Reject His love! ' But Job dismissed each word.
'I trust the Lord who dwells above! Rejection's quite absurd! '
Alas, poor Job conferred with friends, who said that he had sinned...
But Job had faith that never ends! Though he no longer grinned!
Through gritted teeth, he set them straight, 'Of what sin am I blamed?
Of every sin I've learned to hate! I sit here unashamed! '
Then God spoke loud and God spoke clear, of everything He'd made,
Both sun and moon, things far and near, so truth could be displayed.
A structured world to live upon, from valleys to snowflakes!
If rainbow-coloured lights are shone, then, oh, what joy, each makes!
Poor Job, he suffered all he could, yet now he'd seen God's face,
By faith, he'd done the things he should, yet Job was saved by grace!
By faith, not works, lest any boast, no matter, rich or poor...
In Christ, receive the Holy Ghost... You'll never want for more...
Denis Martindale, copyright, May 2011.
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Yes I Hear The Rhythm Of The Biblical Poetry I Love
Yes I hear the rhythm of the Biblical poetry I love
I hear it as I write this line
And as I ask again why
So much Beauty and Meaning given me in reading so young,
Vanity of vanities.
I can still in old age
Hold on to the song of Psalms and Ecclesiastes-
And know all I will ever do
Is make some minor repetition
Of what they long ago did for Mankind
And will also do far more powerfully than me
Long after the silence of my words.
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Symbols
PALM Sunday at the Vatican
They celebrate with palms;
With reverence bows each holy man,
And chaunts the ancient psalms.
Those very psalms are also sung
With olive boughs in hand,
While holly, mountain wilds among,
In place of palms must stand:
In fine, one seeks some twig that's green,
And takes a willow rod,
So that the pious man may e'en
In small things praise his God.
And if ye have observed it well,
To gain what's fit ye're able,
If ye in faith can but excel;
Such are the myths of fable.
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Some strange relatives here with crowns
They address us that we are their poor relatives
And we have to bow them day & night,
Chant the psalms for their Goodwill.
Yes Sir, certainly we do without any hesitation;
'See above your shoulders if you have eyes
To whom you pray all day,
And check the candle whether it flickers or not
Touch your sacred heart not at the back
And be honest to yourself that you are you and nobody else?
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There Is A Poem About Poetry
THERE IS A POEM ABOUT POETRY
There is a Poem about Poetry
That has never been written
It waits somewhere hoping to be heard
It has in it all the Beauty of words
And all the silence no sounds can ever bring
Its Beauty has a Laughter and a Love
Only exuberant and exalted words can know
It is sacred and holy as psalms of praise
And was written by the Creator
Long before Writing had a Name.
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Rich and Poor
In me a sense has felt like each,
One causes others to wonder of strange beliefs,
In a feeding are the poor,
Poor are the opposite of the Rich.
In this side of the valley,
The Rich are better at living,
In opposition to the laughter
Of the Poor.
Poor is not Rich,
And Rich carries no Wealth
Of Heavenly Times.
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God’s Broken Vessels
so often I heard
from those wise
in worldly ways
proud in youthful
strength exuberance
high spirited vitality
or mature in success
confident in achievements
resting on laurels earned
words that approximate in
agreed contemplation to this
I thought religion was only a
crutch for the weak the broken
reminds of Karl Marx and his often quoted
‘religion as Opium of the people’ comment
yet God gave authority
to those who will conquer
and observe his deed until
the time of the end, authority
over nations, to shepherd
over people with an iron rod
'so that they will be broken to
pieces like clay vessels, the
same as I received from my Father' Revelation 2: 27
keeps springing to mind
the intriguing part of that verse
is Christ received the same
for us from his father
we are truly remade in
the image of Christ
his broken flesh was scourged
for us, thirty nine stripes,
to conquer all thirty nine types
of medically declared diseases
remember God “is near to those
that are broken hearted; And
those who are crushed in spirit he saves” Psalms 34: 18
“Better is the little of the righteous one
Than the abundance of the many wicked ones.” Psalms 37: 16
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Psalm 37 part 2
v.16,21,26-31
C. M.
Charity to the poor.
Why do the wealthy wicked boast,
And grow profanely bold?
The meanest portion of the just
Excels the sinner's gold.
The wicked borrows of his friends,
But ne'er designs to pay;
The saint is merciful and lends,
Nor turns the poor away.
His alms with lib'ral heart he gives
Amongst the sons of need;
His mem'ry to long ages lives,
And blessed is his seed.
His lips abhor to talk profane,
To slander or defraud;
His ready tongue declares to men
What he has learned of God.
The law and gospel of the Lord
Deep in his heart abide;
Led by the Spirit and the word,
His feet shall never slide.
When sinners fall, the righteous stand,
Preserved from every snare;
They shall possess the promised land,
And dwell for ever there.
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Psalm 37
The righteous man has little
And the wicked they are rich
But the Lord upholds His children
And the blind fall in a ditch
It seems that many prosper
And the righteous go unseen
But the Lord He sees in secret
And our hearts He washes clean
The Lord upholds the righteous
The wicked turn night to day
Their time is at an end
Like smoke, they shall blow away
The righteous they show mercy
And every one of their steps are planned
And though they fall, yet not forever
He upholds them with His hand
I once was young but now am old
Yet I have never begged for bread
He is faithful now and evermore
The Lord of the living and dead
Now if you wait upon the Lord
You shall inherit the land
You shall walk in peace and loving joy
And in His presence you shall stand
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The King Of Kings And More
There's not one single fact unknown
To God who dwells above.
In Christ, no man lives life alone,
His grace will prove enough...
If only we would praise the Lord
When trouble comes our way,
With faith so bold we stand assured,
Or on our knees we pray.
The heart that grieves is known to Him,
His comfort never fails...
He saved each soul, the cost was grim,
For He was pierced with nails.
His sacred heart was also pierced
To prove that He was dead...
And though His Mother wept her tears,
For us, our Saviour bled...
God raised Him up from death to life,
Through Him we are reborn...
And while each one of must must strive,
We need not feel forlorn...
Through Him, we know that God forgave
Believers rich or poor.
We serve a Saviour strong and brave,
The King of Kings and more...
Blessed is the man who knows God's word,
With psalms and wisdom, too.
By faith, his heart is daily stirred,
Inspired and made new...
So praise the Lord your whole life long.
You'll meet the Lord one day!
To join God's angels in their song
And there, content, you'll stay...
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The prophets and the writers of the Psalms were clear that God was continuing to work in the universe and in all history. They declared that He had created the universe.
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Money
When I had money, money, O!
I knew no joy till I went poor;
For many a false man as a friend
Came knocking all day at my door.
Then felt I like a child that holds
A trumpet that he must not blow
Because a man is dead; I dared
Not speak to let this false world know.
Much have I thought of life, and seen
How poor men’s hearts are ever light;
And how their wives do hum like bees
About their work from morn till night.
So, when I hear these poor ones laugh,
And see the rich ones coldly frown—
Poor men, think I, need not go up
So much as rich men should come down.
When I had money, money, O!
My many friends proved all untrue;
But now I have no money, O!
My friends are real, though very few.
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Not Rich In Money
I may not be rich in money but I'm rich of happiness
I don't care about money
Why?
Money can't buy everything, especially feelings
Money can't last forever
I'm happy even though I'm not rich
I have a good life, I have wonderful friends and families, and most of all: I am loved and cared
Being loved and cared is far better than having money
What will you choose?
Money or friendship and love?
I am grateful for all the things God gave me
Money doesn't matter
So what if you have a lot of money
But do you feel happy?
Being happy is more important than money
Why?
Because if you're not happy... it's hard to heal unhappiness as time goes by
I am happy as long as my family and friends care about me
I am happy to have such wonderful friends and family that supports me everyday
I am happy
Even if I'm poor... but I'm happy because my family and friends fill my heart with laughters, jokes, and smile in which all the burdens and stress flows away like the wind
Being poor is good though
You see poor people that are happy
Because they have each other
You can do anything with each other and do anything together
I am thankful God...
Thank you forgiving me such a wonderful life with the best friends and family in the world
Thank you for making me feel happiness everyday
Thank you God, for supoorting me, my family, and my friends
Thank you God, for protecting everybody in this world. Even you.