Fathom
Fathom the earth without sorrow
Would the heart of the traveler show gain
To not lessen from dirt that was fashioned
From the bowels of the earth without pain?
Surely the mantle of sorrow spoken of in lifes refrain
Must be formed by the paths that we travel
Our choices net us our gain
Strength of character boldly is a treasure worth seeking to find
All that life has to offer
Choose paths that seek honors' refrain.
(1996 Salt Lake City)
poem by James Smallwood
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Beautiful Name
Your Heart I Seek To Find
With Your Hands You Fashioned Mine
Let me be used by you to carry truth
To the ends of the Earth
'Till everyone's heard
My mended heart will share your words
I will tell the world that you are God
I WILL RUN
I WILL FLY
I WILL LIVE TO BE A SACRIFICE
tHROUGH IT ALL I'LL RISE ABOVE
UNAFRAID I WILL FACE WHAT COMES
I WILL RUN
I WILL FLY
AND FOR MY FAITH I'LL LIVE AND DIE
I'LL BE STRONG
I WILL PRESS ON
FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR BEAUTIFUL NAME
YOUR BEAUTIFUL NAME
Should all life cease to grow
Should chaos take control
The only hope we know is You will save us
It's worth the cost to take up my cross
As you take back what's been lost
Until all who doubt know You are God
[refrain]
I'm not a captive anymore
I'm gonna soar to a new place
Take on a new pace
I know what my life is for
[refrain]
song performed by by ZoeGirl
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Lifes highway code...
We are each on our own great journey,
Along the highway of life we travel.
There are many paths that we can choose,
And we watch as our choices unravel.
We all reach crossroads on our journey,
But which way should we proceed?
The choices we make and direction we take,
Should equal our hearts deepest need.
With no signs or markings no clues or pointers,
To help us choose our track.
Once travelling that road the choice is made,
There's no point in looking back.
But more junctions and sliproads lay ahead for us,
Our choices are never an ending.
If we take a wrong turn we can correct our mistake,
A new choice is always pending.
Sometimes our soul's touch and we travel together,
Down the highway of our life.
Along unmarked paths together we walk,
When united we can conquer any strife.
Each step we take a memory we make,
That teaches us countless things.
The further we go the wiser we grow,
As we learn what the future brings.
So journey with hope through an ever changing world,
Along this lifes great road.
When we spread peace and love this lesson we learn,
We should obey lifes highway code...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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It is only fantasy, not true!
Just imagine that earth is the size of a pinhead,
The universe may be the size of the earth.
when The universe is the size of the earth.
that earth may be the size of a pinhead,
The maximum time difference is less than a day,
Wherever we travel on the earth in pain or gay,
When we travel east or west, we either lose or gain,
A few of hours of the past and the future,
when the morning arrives earlier or later,
While the people, their age and their progress are the same,
But we gain or lose only less than a day on this planet of a pinhead.
When we travel in the universe which is the size of the earth,
How many years and decades that we need to go for a round,
When we travel east and west, we lose and gain in years,
Many years of past and the future that exists at the same moment,
So, when the time travelers return, they wouldn't be younger, not lament,
To look for their gone ancestors in the changed land scape,
As the human wherever they go and whatever they do,
They age at same pause gradually, not one age faster,
The other remain younger during the same period of roster.
I am a time traveler to travel faster to reach the future,
or dig the past, I am always the contemporary human to ponder.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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My Only Song
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
You took it all
Without any gain.
You loved us all
With gentle eyes
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
39 plus one
Lashes great fall on your back
A crown of thorns
Pressed down around your head
The blood runs down
and yet you cry
'So many lost;
So many die.'
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
Leave it now-
And cry again
Man of sorrow
Man of pain
Your troubled heart
Feels my pain.
Lifted up to die
Bitter gall served fresh
As wine
Yet you'd do it again
For one lost sheep
That beats in the air.
Man of sorrow
Man of pain
When is it enough?
So much grief
You swallow up
Yet you bore it
And demand me live-
Man of sorrow
I humbled myself down.
All glory to you
Man of sorrow
All thrones belong to you
Man of pain
You gave me life and
Even more
I have nothing
But myself to give -
Yet I keep taking it back
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain.
poem by Charlotte Ballard
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Philippians 4: 13
The strength to resist the night
The strength to endure the day
The strength to keep righteous paths in sight
The strength to take them without delay
The strength to find a purpose in life
The strength to find the truths it brings
The strength to kick away from strife
The strength to stabalize the rock it clings
The strength to light a friend’s day up
The strength to resist wrathful foes
The strength to fill a stranger’s dry cup
The strength to shun sin when it opposed
The strength to feel a injured man’s pain
The strength to hold a reject’s hand
The strength to act against any gain
The strength to love without demand
The strength to understand that our King
Has blessed us with more than we can contain
Therefore regardless what time may bring
The strength will continue to reign
poem by Anders Lim
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Push Push
Come take a ride
Or a slipnside
To sit astridengliden.
....Push!Push!
Please pull the strings
Bees use their stings
Birds spread their wing and
Some things...Push! Push!
A puss that pures
By settinspures
Is this his or her what stirs?
Now: Push! Push!
Unlock the sloice
Bring up the juce
Just let it loose..Producen
Push! Push!
Refrain
Push! Push! Push!Just a little
Push! Push! Push!A little further
Push! Push! Push!Just a little bit
Push! Push! Push!A little bit mooooore!
Ooh what a blow
Yeah, what a show!
Hey, one more throw...
Lets go now! Push! Push!
Another shot
We hit teh spot
Oh that was hot.. a lot
Now: Push! Push!
Refrain
From stick or stone
To the prick an d bone
Im lyinprone, Im nnnot alone
Push!Push!
With a whip and chain
Theres plesuren pain
And no venture, no gain....again
Now Push!! Push!
Refrain
Our fathers who are from heaven
When kings have come thy will be
done Forgive this day - our dailybread Give ahead!!!
Refrain
song performed by by Falco
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So What Is Life?
When all that's left is the earth and sea
what then will become of me?
Will I travel beyond in a deep dark sleep
or sink to the very bottom of the deep?
Will my soul take form in another place
and gift me with another face?
I cannot fathom the answer I seek.
But these are inherit- ants of the meek.
So what is life? What can it be?
Surely not just the earth and sea.
And if I find that that's the case,
I shall not vex over the human race.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
Not only because of its colour
And not only because of it fragrance
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
Also because of the thorns
It holds very close
A gain is a gain is a gain is a gain
Not only because of its pleasure
And the attendant treasure
A gain is a gain is a gain is a gain
Also because of the pain
That, as a part with gain does remain
A joy is a joy is a joy is a joy
Not only because of the emotional elevation
And sorrow attenuation
A joy is a joy is a joy is a joy
Because of the efforts did you employ
A success is a success is a success is a success
Not only because another milestone cross
And because of the new fame you will soon possess
A success is a success is a success is a success
Because you did sweat in the process
A peace is a peace is a peace is a peace
Not only because of the tranquility
And because of the balanced ability
A peace is a peace is a peace is a peace
Because of the war waged against
Disturbance and instability
Full impact of a thing comes to full visibility
Only when its contrast is held in close vicinity
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Worth While
It is easy enough to be pleasant,
When life flows by like a song,
But the man worth while is one who will smile,
When everything goes dead wrong.
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with the years,
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through tears.
It is easy enough to be prudent,
When nothing tempts you to stray,
When without or within no voice of sin
Is luring your soul away;
But it's only a negative virtue
Until it is tried by fire,
And the life that is worth the honor of earth
Is the one that resists desire.
By the cynic, the sad, the fallen,
Who had no strength for the strife,
The world's highway is cumbered to-day;
They make up the sum of life.
But the virtue that conquers passion,
And the sorrow that hides in a smile,
It is these that are worth the homage on earth
For we find them but once in a while.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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No Pain, No Gain
With pain, you get no gain.
And with gain, you get no pain.
Im too young too know but a little too old too find out that the matter of the fact is..
Without pain, you just gain.
And without gain, you get tons of pain.
Lying is sorta the same.
You lie, well you dont get gain for that.
Just pain.
But if you dont lie, you gain without the pain.
People dont realize the difference between pain and gain.
But again, im too young to know, but a little too old to find out.
But im just young enough too find out that when I get older I will know the correct difference between, No Pain. No Gain.
poem by Heather Lynn
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The Balance
The sting of time dances on
In the night and early morn
Singing of love gained and love lost
We are left to count the cost
Sorrow visits then goes away
Joy awakens a brand new day
When joy dances and sings with you
Sorrow lay asleep waiting for its time to
It is in the balance we stand
Between the two we take their hand
Who can say which is greater
Who holds the scale between now and later
By what infinite measure shall we weigh
The joy and sorrow that visits each day
For both are bound together by love
Pulling at us with the push and the shove
From joy the happiness from sorrow the pain
Making our lives full with the loss and the gain
Within each our growth is found
The larger we grow the smaller the sound
Of joy and sorrow we hear
For they shall mark every year
That we draw breath upon the earth
Showing to each of us what love is worth
poem by Thomas Segel
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Shadows
Walk through the night looking for your kind of smile
?Hoping to meet you I walk my love for miles
Your face, your eyes, I can't find the girl I look for
refrain:
Shadows can conceal you
you can't hide, so please don't try
Your life and my love
But to search just makes me cry
Life was so young and another day is gone
Love seems a lost word
How can my heart be strong
?When that was is again I wait for love to be there
refrain
Then in the shadows I see the face I look for
But then like the night you're gone just as before
A face in a crowd
A shadow once more
refrain
solo
refrain
(spoken)
...shadows...shadows..shadows..shadows...shadows....shadows....shadows....
song performed by by Deep Purple
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One More Day's Work for Jesus
One more day’s work for Jesus,
One less of life for me!
But Heav’n is nearer, and Christ is clearer
Than yesterday, to me.
His love and light fill all my soul tonight.
Refrain
One more day’s work for Jesus,
One more day’s work for Jesus,
One more day’s work for Jesus,
One less of life for me!
One more day’s work for Jesus!
How sweet the work has been,
To tell the story, to show the glory,
Where Christ’s flock enters in!
How it did shine in this poor heart of mine.
Refrain
One more day’s work for Jesus!
O yes, a weary day;
But Heav’n shines clearer, and rest comes nearer,
At each step of the way;
And Christ in all, before His face I fall.
Refrain
O blessèd work for Jesus!
O rest at Jesus’ feet!
There toil seems pleasure, my wants are treasure,
And pain for Him is sweet.
Lord, if I may, I’ll serve another day!
Refrain
poem by Anna Bartlett Warner
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Crying but Not
Tears of sorrow, joy, or pain,
Drops of water fall from your eyes like rain.
If you have tears of sorrow,
Look ahead for tomorrow.
Are they tears of joy?
With your emotions people will toy.
If they are tears of pain,
Gaze ahead for what you can gain.
Tears are for things,
Feelings both good and bad.
People are always crying,
That makes me sad.
What joy do people take,
In making us cry,
It might do more than that,
It might make us want to die.
They take joy in our sorrow and pain!
And my question is, what do they gain?
poem by Clare McCarthy
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As Old George Said
Said old George Jones: 'All in a hundred years.
'Tis little time enough, and well may make
This youthful country proud among its peers
Of progress wooed and won for progress sake.
A splendid city shining by the sea
And all that count of wealth and worth she owns
Speaks well enough for our first century,'
Said old George Jones.
''Tis with a country much as 'tis with men:
The fevered morn o' life goes all for gain -
For all the things gain signifies; an' then,
We pause to con life's lesson o'er again
And find, if be that wisdom comes with years,
That gettin', gainin', holdin', scarce atones
Nor pays for all man's toil an' sweat and tears,'
Said old George Jones.
'Not with the golden profit won thro' trade,
Not with the tawdry treasure that we wrest
From this scarred earth, nor things men's hands have made
Comes any answer to man's age-long quest.
Not at the gates of such material goals
Nor pedigreed cities builded high with stones
Lies ought to serve or satisfy men's souls,'
Said old George Jones.
Said old George Jones, 'This is an old man's pray'r:
That gainin' shall not ever wholly serve
This land o' mine when I drift otherwhere
To seek what share o' peace I may deserve;
But that the treasure of the one true worth
Shall gleam at last above my whitening bones
For wiser mortals of a wiser earth,'
Said old George Jones.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Not Worth the toil!
NOT all the sum of earthly happiness
Is worth the bowed head of a moment's pain,
And if I sell for wine my dervish dress,
Worth more than what I sell is what I gain!
Land where my Lady dwells, thou holdest me
Enchained; else Fars were but a barren soil,
Not worth the journey over land and sea,
Not worth the toil!
Down in the quarter where they sell red wine,
My holy carpet scarce would fetch a cup
How brave a pledge of piety is mine,
Which is not worth a goblet foaming up!
Mine enemy heaped scorn on me and said
'Forth from the tavern gate!' Why am I thrust
From off the threshold? is my fallen head
Not worth the dust?
Wash white that travel-stained sad robe of thine!
Where word and deed alike one colour bear,
The grape's fair purple garment shall outshine
Thy many-coloured rags and tattered gear.
Full easy seemed the sorrow of the sea
Lightened by hope of gain--hope flew too fast
A hundred pearls were poor indemnity,
Not worth the blast.
The Sultan's crown, with priceless jewels set,
Encircles fear of death and constant dread
It is a head-dress much desired--and yet
Art sure 'tis worth the danger to the head?
'Twere best for thee to hide thy face from those
That long for thee; the Conqueror's reward
Is never worth the army's long-drawn woes,
Worth fire and sword.
Ah, seek the treasure of a mind at rest
And store it in the treasury of Ease;
Not worth a loyal heart, a tranquil breast,
Were all the riches of thy lands and seas!
Ah, scorn, like Hafiz, the delights of earth,
Ask not one grain of favour from the base,
Two hundred sacks of jewels were not worth
Thy soul's disgrace
poem by Shams al-Din Hafiz
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No Pain No Gain
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine, mark hudson
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
Face in the gutter eyes on the floor
Walk on down you know the score
It's a dead-end street back to the wall
Get it together you can get it all
The weak will fall the strong remain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
No time for losers you make the call
Believe in yourself stand tall
Another day it's in your hand
You can be the winner in the end
The weak will fall the strong remain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
Keep runnin' don't look back
Keep movin' straight ahead
Keep goin' don't ever stop
There's time to rest the day you'll drop
You roll the dice you play the game
The weak will fall the strong remain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
No pain no gain
...
song performed by by Scorpions
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Chou Nu Er
In days when I was young and didn't know the taste of sorrow
I like to climb the storied tower,
I like to climb the storied tower;
To write the latest odes I forced myself to tell of sorrow.
Now that I understand the taste of sorrow altogether
I would like to tell, but stop,
I would like to tell, but stop;
Instead I say, 'What a cool day! Such lovely autumn weather!'
When young, I knew not the taste of sorrow,
But loved to mount the high towers;
I loved to mount the hight towers
To compose a new song,urging myself to talk about sorrow.
Now that I have known all the taste of sorrow,
I would like to talk about it, but refrain;
I would like to talk about it, but refrain,
And say merely: 'It is chilly; what a fine autumn!'
Apolitical
let those who refrain
from indulging in politics
thrive on their own
self chosen freedom
to be indifferent
let them thread their
own paths
of political loneliness
let their mouths be finally sealed
let them die
for words not spoken.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Cross
I guess it doesn't matter.
You don't trust me anymore.
You think that I will never change.
You're always keeping score.
You live in what I said and did.
And you will not forget.
Regardless of what I say or do.
To you I am a threat.
I think you really fear me.
Because of who I'd been.
And even though I've changed now.
To you they are unseen.
I show you then you tell me,
It's all simply an act.
This kills my heart and hurts my soul.
Yet I still remain intact.
I try and try and try again.
But still to no avail.
You act like I'm a loveless beast.
You let hatred prevail.
I feel as if the war is lost.
And love will not endure.
I believe you think love is a disease.
And hatred is the cure.
I know you're a great person.
I hate to see you hurt.
I keep returning my heart to you.
Yet you treat me just like dirt.
I don't think I can ever stop.
Regardless of the pain.
To keep on giving you my love.
Even though my heart is sprained.
So you can keep on stabbing,
My heart that's on my sleeve.
I will hold it still for you.
Because I do believe.
To love someone, when they don't love back,
Is worth it's weight in gold.
Love is like a treasure,
That can't be bought or sold.
It's what the bible tells us.
That love is filled with pain.
But it is truly worth it.
It gives us everything to gain.
Now I will hang upon my cross,
To prove my love is true.
And show you my love is pure and real,
I do all of this for you.
So you don't have to believe me,
You can think it's all pretend.
But I know the pain is worth it,
It's worth it in the end.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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