In Memory of a Child
I
The angels guide him now,
And watch his curly head,
And lead him in their games,
The little boy we led.
II
He cannot come to harm,
He knows more than we know,
His light is brighter far
Than daytime here below.
III
His path leads on and on,
Through pleasant lawns and flowers,
His brown eyes open wide
At grass more green than ours.
IV
With playmates like himself,
The shining boy will sing,
Exploring wondrous woods,
Sweet with eternal spring.
V
Yet, he is lost to us,
Far is his path of gold,
Far does the city seem,
Lonely our hearts and old.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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The Lonely Path
One one lonely Lonely lonely one Lonely lonely Londoner I am very very lonely Loneliness is killing me in a lonely path I am frustrated Lonely at heart At the lonely path of London street, i walk on a lonely path The path that is wide is noisy very busy The lonely path is the narrow path very peaceful We all want peace
poem by Olayemi Ayo
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Do Not Be Mislead
Nothing has changed
still wide is the path
leading off into destruction
still narrow is the path
leading up into heaven.
We all have work
to do for God
even if this work
is only to work
on souls ourselves.
This is a life quest
‘A Saga Of
Freedom Complete’
An important work
in a world soon
to face God’s will.
Do not be mislead
many have entered
upon the path of wickedness
they do not sleep unless
they sow bad deeds
their sleep has been snatched
away unless they cause
someone to stumble
they have fed upon
the bread of wickedness
the wine of acts of violence
is what they have drunk.
But as for you let
the path of righteousness
be your bright light
getting brighter and brighter
until the day be firmly established.
The way of wickedness
is gloom leading to doom
even unknown is upon what
these lost souls keep stumbling.
But our eyes look up
three crosses are framed
against heaven’s sky.
Let us meet at the cross
all angels in heaven
are waiting for us we all
care rejoice in your
eternal salvation in Christ.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Green Woods Of Truagh
In the green woods of Truagh we met without fear,
Your kiss on my lips, and your voice in my ear,
Your tender arms about me, and your eyes glad and clear–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh the days go on wings,
On every brown branch a gladsome bird sings
And the fragrant amber blossom of the honey-suckle swings–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh the bracken stands high,
And wells of spring-water in deep hollows lie,
And the red deer is browsing in the cool shadows nigh–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh no sorrow dared stay,
The lark called me early at dawn o' the day,
And o'er my sleep at night pleasant dreams used to play–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh you wait till I come–
I left home and you for the stranger's far home,
To bring a hoard of yellow gold across the grey foam–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh–if God hears my prayer–
I shall reach you, O true love, my empty hands there,
For little of the yellow gold has fallen to my share–
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
In the green woods of Truagh–your heart on my own,
And your bright hair in ringlets across my cheek blown
Now where in all the wide, wide world, could greater bliss be known?
Ochón, the Green Woods of Truagh!
poem by Anna Johnston MacManus
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Lonely Path
Walking around
Trying to find our way
Look and you should find
Where are we
Why are we here
What did we deserve to walk this?
Lonely Path
We can see
No lights around
We are scared
Guide us
Please provide us a light
To guide us through this
Lonely Path
Where is everyone?
Where did they go?
Why can’t we find them?
Why do our angels hide?
We need you
Walk with us
Please
We all are wondering down our own
Lonely Path
poem by Keith Young
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Believe In Angels
Where the silence falls
There the river runs deep
Where the shadow ends
So begins the dream
Where the hunger leads me
Its hard to believe
Ill be lost to you
Its the blood that ties
Its the hurt that heals
Its the face you hide
Hides the pain you feel
So hold me up now
Yeah, Im afraid to breathe
An Im lost to you
Yeah, Im lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe theres a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
Im gonna fly
Through the city of angels
Hold me under
Let the river wash away my sins
Let me drown and you
Let the water and the love rush you
You can hear me whisper
When youre listenin
And Im lost to you
Yeah, lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe theres a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
Im gonna fly
Through the city of angels
Its the blood that ties
Its the hurt that heals
Its the face you hide
Hides the pain you feel
So hold me up now
I long to believe
And Im lost to you
Yeah, lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe theres a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
Im gonna fly
Through the city of angels
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe theres a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
Im gonna fly
Through the city of angels
Oh- through the city of angels....
song performed by by Heather Nova
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The Lonely Woods
in the lonely woods i'm lost
surrounded by shards of frost
is there a path i haven't crossed?
no. yet in the lonely woods i'm lost
in the lonely woods at night
trapped and locked up in deep fright
no movement, no heat and no light
just the sound of my breath in the lonely
woods
poem by Jonathan Fabianski
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Prayer
Gentle as an ocean breeze
We get down on our hands and knees
We pray right by the seven seas
Silently hoping that heaven sees
We watch as the heaven light shines
We creep around the fires in our way
We release our bad thoughts dark as wine
And shine brighter & brighter every new day
A holy path of hopes guide us
The path of the lost cannot subside
The satanic worshipers cannot deny us
We are saints who take life in strides
poem by Logan Fulk
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Believe In Angels (feat. Graeme Revel)
Where the silence falls
There the river runs deep
Where the shadow ends
So begins the dream
Where the hunger leads me
It's hard to believe
I'll be lost to you
It's the blood that ties
It's the hurt that heals
It's the face you hide
Hides the pain you feel
So hold me up now
Yeah, I'm afraid to breathe
An' I'm lost to you
Yeah, I'm lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly
Through the city of angels
Hold me under
Let the river wash away my sins
Let me drown and you
Let the water and the love rush you
You can hear me whisper
When you're listenin'
And I'm lost to you
Yeah, lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly
Through the city of angels
It's the blood that ties
It's the hurt that heals
It's the face you hide
Hides the pain you feel
So hold me up now
I long to believe
And I'm lost to you
Yeah, lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly
Through the city of angels
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly-ac
song performed by by Heather Nova
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The Path Through The Snow
BARE and sunshiny, bright and bleak,
Rounded cold as a dead maid's cheek,
Folded white as a sinner's shroud,
Or wandering angel's robes of cloud.--
Well I know, well I know
Over the fields the path through the snow.
Narrow and rough it lies between
Wastes where the wind sweeps, biting keen:
Every step of the slippery road
Marks where some weary foot has trod;
Who'll go, who'll go
After the rest on the path through the snow?
They who would tread it must walk alone,
Silent and steadfast--one by one:
Dearest to dearest can only say,
'My heart! I'll follow thee all the way,
As we go, as we go
Each after each on this path through the snow.'
It may be under that western haze
Lurks the omen of brighter days;
That each sentinel tree is quivering
Deep at its core with the sap of spring,
And while we go, while we go,
Green grass-blades pierce thro' the glittering snow.
It may be the unknown path will tend
Never to any earthly end,
Die with the dying day obscure,
And never lead to a human door:
That none know who did go
Patiently once on this path through the snow.
No matter, no matter! the path shines plain;
These pure snow-crystals will deaden pain;
Above, like stars in the deep blue dark,
Eyes that love us look down and mark.
Let us go, let us go,
Whither heaven leads in the path thro' the snow.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Middle Of No Where
Walking around
Lost
Confused
Where are we
Why are we here
Are we lost?
Lost in hopelessness
We’re in the
Middle of No Where
Walking the lonely path
Walking in the darkness
No light to guide us
No hope of making it
We’re in the
Middle of No Where
We need u to guide us
We need u to lead us
We need u to show us the way
Help us god
Please
We are in the
Middle of No Where
In our life
In are journey
In the walk back to you
Shine your light on us
Please
We’re lost
We’re lonely
We need your love
We’re stuck in the
Middle of No Where
poem by Keith Young
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Spring in Sweden
Spring has finally reached Sweden too
warm rays of sun shining over me and you
Snowbells and bluebells in bloom
buttercupps, and tulips soon
Over half a year of winter is gone
half a year with no light, nothing shone
Grass turns slowly from brown to green
so does the trees, now they are seen
By us who wanders in the woods
weather too hot for our hoods
Blessed be the spring so sweet
blessed be the spring so neat
poem by Lisa thecountrygirl Timmermand
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Angel of the morning light
Angel of the morning light,
the sun is up
and the sun is bright
and still I see you sleep
on a Saturday morning.
Last night your cries
and lovely sighs
rang sweet in my ears
and now your head
is on a pillow
and your long brown hair
lies strewn like a sheaf of flowers.
I tend to the pets,
prepare some breakfast
and when you open your eyes
the gold of green and brown
glitters like fire
and there’s a sweet
smile on your face.
poem by Gert Strydom
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In The Wide Brown Country
To the wide brown country the Seasons come and go
South in South Australia where the Murray flow
Through the wide brown country where the brown dust fly
When the gales are rushing down the southern sky.
In the wide brown country woods not there to see
Where the mighty Murray crawls on towards the sea
Through the bone dry paddocks that are never green
Mother Nature in this landscape in her brown only seen.
Where the black tribes fished and hunted centuries ago
Little of their culture others seem to know
Through the wide brown country they travelled far and wide
And theirs was a great culture but their culture with them died.
In the wide brown country wildering flowers are rare
And the sun parched paddocks always looking bare
And where only the hardiest can hope to survive
Emu, wombat and wallaby and grey roo seem to thrive.
In the wide brown country where the Murray flow
Onwards towards the ocean onwards ever slow
And the grass is growing brown even where the rains have been
In that brown old country that man has failed to green.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Starshine-843748
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starshine light my way into distant lands far and wide starshine light my path the darkest darkness of the blackest night starshine lead me not astray starshine guide me to wonderous places amaze me forever more starshine of greatness goodness starshine of wonder starshine lead me off the broken path of lost loneliness starshine when all other lights fade from existence starshine be the only light that lights my way tonight thru these dark places of misery and sorrow eternal more starshine of the darkest night today tommorow and everyother night sparkle and shine starlight glitter always and forvermore for each and everyother night ill pray to the stars tonight
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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The Frosty Poets Lonely Road
Two paths in the yellow woods,
said the Frosty poet should,
we travel the beaten road?
or shall we brave the lonely path?
the path of Artists Thieves and Rulers
Where our path will lead us
none shall know,
Until we get there we shan't but guess our future,
for the Artist's muse is fickle,
the Thieves' mark secure,
and the Ruler's people irate,
we who travel the lonely path,
will sow our own specific seed,
and should we persist and perceive,
we shall reap the fruits indeed.
poem by Atticus Mortimer
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Lead Me, Guide Me
(words & music by doris akers)
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
I am tired and I need thy strength and power
To guide me over my darkest hour
For just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
Lead me, guide me along the way
For if you lead me I cannot stray
Or just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
I am lost if you take your hand from me
I am blind without try light to see
Lord just always let me thy servant be
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
Lead me, guide me along the way
For if you lead me I cannot stray
Lord just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Green Green Grass Of Home
The old home town looks the same as I step off the train
Meeting every train in my mind's eye till the man in mail came
Hair like gold, lips like cherry
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Green, green grass of home, green green grass of home.
Only dream I know of is to be found hair like gold, lips like a cherry
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
They'll all come to greet me, on the steps of my sweet dream
It's good I dreamt the green, green grass of home
I wait and look around me at the broken walls that surround me
And out here I was on the ground.
There's a garden in the path of progress unharmed through winter's day break
Then I'll touch the green, green grass of home
They'll all come to greet me from the chains of the old dark hollow
The green, green grass of home
They'll all come to greet me on the steps, my sweet dream
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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A run out player
That precious time may run out
It may result in complete route
Still so much is left in store
All my works to be admired and adored
I have love for rhyme
Synchronies it with space and time
I shall prefer only sunny side
The horizon is open and wide
Let me what I am
Not to be decided by them
I shall rule the hearts of people
My creation will always tell
It may echo all over
All areas to cover
The spreading of good message
Smooth sailing with clear passage
They are simple words
It has blessings from the lords
They have come as it has to
Each word is clear and true
Who shall come forward and say?
What preference I should have in way?
I shall sing in the way I could
It is always for me thought for food
I have openly advocated
In thoughts also not sugar coated
It is through clear vision and sight
I had seen the path with light
Not all may agree
They are all free
The flowers may boom in spring
Birds and bees may silently sing
It shall ring with music
It may be life time music
I shall vow to come back again
The lost position and pride to regain
I shall watch from distance
Eyes may close at once
Some one may ring in ear
I would love some words to hear
In no time I shall be no more
The poems may remain forever
At some stage they open the page
I shall then come out of the cage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Little Roland Lost
Im lost, Im lost, find me
Im lost, Im lost, find me
He wondered too far now
He is lost and lonely
Little roland all alone
Cause he cant find his way
Wish I was home in the arms of my mom
Shes the one to protect me
But here I am in the woods by myself
Wont somebody find me
Im lost, Im lost, find me
Im lost, Im lost, find me
I see a path maybe this is the way
That leads to safety
No just a dead end leading to nowhere
Wont somebody find me
Im lost, Im lost, find me
Im lost, Im lost, find me
Little roland see your field eyes
Little legs running wildly
Comes the night, strange noises
Guess hes lost forever
Im lost, Im lost, find me
Im lost, Im lost, find me
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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My Times Are In His Hands
All my times are in the hands of the only true Mighty Sovereign God,
And He is by my side every day, and goes with me every where I trod.
Each day He allows me to choose the very path I would like to take,
But every day He faithfully directs each and every step that I make.
When my choice leads me to follow people down a path that is wrong,
He will very gently guide me away from what could be an evil throng.
When something happens in my life that I simply can not understand,
I just look up to The Lord in prayer, and He take's me by the hand.
When my life for no reason seems to go through unpredictable stages,
The Spirit will gently lead my thoughts to The Rock of All the Ages.
When my life seems to be so uncertain, and I wonder why I am here,
The Lord whispers “I lead you this far so you needn't have to fear.”
When my life takes a turn and I wonder to The Lord where am I going?
The Spirit again reminds me, that my Lord is one who is all knowing.
When by my own choice, I follow my fleshly lusts and begin to stray,
My Father's loving compassion always leads me back to the Only Way.
Even though the choice I make brings into my life a dark aftermath,
The Lord will shine His light down upon me, to guide me on my path.
Finally, when The Lord takes me home, that bright and glorious day,
I will look back upon my life and see He truly lead me all the way.
(Copyright © 03/2003)