Grant Us Peace, Father of Abraham, Isaac and Ishmael
Grant us peace,
that we may not oppress our neighbors
Grant us justice,
that we may not enslave our neighbors
Grant us sanity,
that we may not torture our neighbors
Grant us mercy,
that we may not murder our neighbors
Grant us conscience
that we may not expel our neighbors
Grant us love,
that we may hunger for truth
Grant us discernment
that we may know what is ours, and what is not
Grant us decency
that we may return what we stole
Grant us courage
that we may admit what we’ve done
Give us strength to atone.
Ask only
that we end our silence.
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The spirit of man has awakened and the soul of man has gone forth. Grant us the wisdom and the vision to comprehend the greatness of man's spirit, that suffers and endures so hugely for a goal beyond his own brief span. Grant us honor for our dead who died in the faith, honor for our living who work and strive for the faith, redemption and security for all captive lands and peoples. Grant us patience with the deluded and pity for the betrayed. And grant us the skill and valor that shall cleanse the world of oppression and the old base doctrine that the
strong must eat the weak because they are strong. Yet most of all grant us brotherhood, not only for this day but for all our years — a brotherhood not of words but of acts and deeds. We are all of us children of earth — grant us that simple knowledge. If our brothers are oppressed, then we are oppressed. If they hunger, we hunger. If their freedom is taken away, our freedom is not secure. Grant us a common faith that man shall know bread and peace — that he shall know justice and righteousness, freedom and security, an equal opportunity and an equal chance to do his best, not only in our own lands, but throughout the world. And in that faith let us march toward the clean world our hands can make. Amen.
quote by Stephen Vincent Benet
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Wish
I wish you could find your little peace of mind
I wish you would try to overcome your self-denial
I wish that one day you'll come and make me say
I swear, I can fly, I will take you to the sky
yeah, yeah
what can I do for you my son?
I'll grant you any wish you want
what can I do for you my son?
I'll give you everything I own
hey
I'll pick the stars out of the sky
and make a necklace for your smile
I'll sail the seas to make you trust in me
I'll walk from here to eternity
to become the man you are for be
I wish you could fly, to take me to the sky
what can I do for you my son?
I'll grant you any wish you want
no need to prove to you my son
I'll give you anything I own
what can I do for you my son?
I'll grant you any wish you want
what can I do for you my son?
I'll give you anything I own
song performed by by H-BlockX
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Translated Out Of Gazaeus,
GOD grant thee thine own wish, and grant thee mine,
Thou who dost, best friend, in best things outshine ;
May thy soul, ever cheerful, ne'er know cares,
Nor thy life, ever lively, know grey hairs,
Nor thy hand, ever open, know base holds,
Nor thy purse, ever plump, know pleats, or folds,
Nor thy tongue, ever true, know a false thing,
Nor thy words, ever mild, know quarrelling,
Nor thy works, ever equal, know disguise,
Nor thy fame, ever pure, know contumelies,
Nor thy prayers know low objects, still divine ;
God grant thee thine own wish, and grant thee mine.
poem by John Donne
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The truth is, I'd never seen a Cary Grant film. Since then I have watched his stuff and it's astounding, but I don't see any similarity between us. Except for the fact that I'm told he used to wear ladies' underwear, which is something I also do.
quote by Hugh Grant
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You're absolutely right: Bob Grant is a racist, Bob Grant is a bigot, he's a despicable talk show host and I agree with that.
quote by Alan Dershowitz
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Lou Grant was pretty much always Lou Grant.
quote by Mary Tyler Moore
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My Hands Are Folded
My Hands Are Folded
my hands are folded in supplication
I need your help, i need to relax
i need calm, rest, light, peace
courage, forgiveness
my hands are folded
i bow down to my only Saviour
my anchor of safety
my harbor of protection
my heaven of peace
my eyes look up to you
with confidence, with hope
i come as one sick
to his physician
as one poor and needy
to the Lord of heaven and earth
grant that i may see you
in all things
in good and ill health
in joy as in sorrow
grant me oh Lord
the grace to accept with patience
the monotony of daily tasks
to embrace with resignation
the fatigue and exhaustion
of days too long and too full
for my physical strength
grant me the ability to be relaxed
and be calm in the thought of your love
to find rest in the assurance
that you are with me
always and forever...Amen
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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These Are Our Neighbors
Offered are no alternatives.
But complaints are voiced and heard.
Suggestions they have none.
But they come with venom,
On their tongues.
Exposing the teeth of wolves...
Seeking tender meat,
To consume and run!
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Knockingdownwhatcanbefoundtogetnothin gdone.
Takingoutofcontextwithawishfailurecomes!
And these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Yes these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
And these are our neighbors...
Every one.
Pickinguptheirtelephonestogossipwithm orelies.
Hopingwhatissaidwillkeepthetruthindis guise.
To keep deceit and defeat on the rise!
And...
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Yes...
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Offered are no alternatives.
But complaints are voiced and heard.
Suggestions they have none.
But they come with venom,
On their tongues.
Exposing the teeth of wolves...
Seeking tender meat,
To consume and run!
Pickinguptheirtelephonestogossipwithmorel ies.
Hopingwhatissaidwillkeepthetruthindisguis e.
To keep deceit and defeat on the rise!
And these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Yes these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
And these are our neighbors...
Every one.
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Blame Me
By eric clapton and george terry
Hear my story and listen well;
Truth is in all that I tell.
It could never have been me.
I did not shoot no deputy.
Mr. grant, the deputy,
Friend to my whole family.
He always tell me when john brown
Was getting ready to come around.
Dont blame me.
Dont blame me.
I hide it all except a few seeds
And make him think I plant for me.
When mr. grant and I know all the while
Weve got enough for the whole island.
Three years now we sell it in town
Under the bucket that goes down.
No one knew of it but three:
Mr. grant, davis and me.
Chorus
I swear by God it is a plot;
Davis sent me here to rot.
Listen people, cant you see
Mr. davis shot the deputy.
Chorus
Chorus
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau
Epitaph
Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,
One whom Love killed with his scorn,
A poor little scholar in every way,
He was named François Villon.
He never reaped a morsel of corn:
Willed all away, as all men know:
Bed, table, and basket all are gone.
Gallants, now sing his song below:
Rondeau
Oh, grant him now eternal peace,
Lord, and everlasting light,
He wasn't worth a candle bright,
Nor even a sprig of parsley.
Of eyebrows, hair, and beard he's free,
A turnip scraped with a spade, all right:
Oh, grant him now eternal peace.
Exiled with strict severity,
Rapped behind with a spade, despite
It all he cried: ‘Appeal, for me!'
- Which wasn't the height of subtlety.
Oh, grant him now eternal peace.
poem by François Villon
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A Small Prayer
Dear Lord I have a small prayer,
I would like you to hear today,
and I hope that within your wisdom
that you will grant for us one day.
Dear Lord the prayer I pray
is just not for me, but for everyone.
Could for just one day
there be no conflict or strife,
nor anger within anyone’s heart.
Could there be love throughout every land
where enemies would take and shake one another’s hands
and the weapons of destruction
would be thrown upon the ground.
That there would be no more killings,
no more grieving fathers, mothers,
brothers, sisters, wives, daughters and sons.
Dear Lord in your wisdom
would you grant this prayer for me,
make peace in this world reality,
then we might be able to
stamp out hunger and poverty.
Dear Lord when you hear this prayer,
will you grant this all for me?
Not just only for me, for everyone.
Help us all realise there is no need
for conflict and strife,
just a little peace
to live a normal life.
Amen
poem by David Harris
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Marijana
Marijana, Marijana who lives so far away.
We see the sparkle in your eyes on every single day.
They shine for us and give us joy
and we know that all is right.
We see the beauty behind the eyes
that creates a wondrous light.
If we are sad we think of you
and sadness goes away.
We keep you always in our prayers
and this is what we pray.
'Grant her peace. Grant her a life
that allows her eyes to see
the best that life can offer
to a soul as good as she.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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God be praised for his gracious long suffering towards me in sparing my life so long. Grant, gracious God, that I may make a good use of the time that thou mayest be pleased yet to grant me for repentance.
quote by Patrick Gordon
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Prayer For Money Management
• Bless me with wisdom, knowledge, and understanding on how to
spend and manage my money, in the name of Jesus.
• Enrich me forever and bless me, my Lord God, in the name of
Jesus.
• Give me the knowledge to know where my money is going, in the
name of Jesus.
• Grant me the power and a sound mind to save money accordingly,
in the name of Jesus.
• Grant me the wisdom to make profit. Grant me the grace and ability
to make good investments, in the name of Jesus.
• My Father and my God, You love a cheerful giver; make me one, in
the name of Jesus.
• Grant me that grace and knowledge to make a budget plan, in the
name of Jesus.
• Grant me the grace to set money aside for my children’s education,
in the name of Jesus.
• Make me a wise spender by cutting down on my expenses. Remind
me that I do not need everything, in the name of Jesus.
• Teach me how to plan ahead of time, and give me the grace to buy
sensibly, in the name of Jesus.
• Give me the grace to set funds aside for emergencies, in the name of
Jesus.
• Make me reduce my wants, O Lord, and help me spend money on
things of God, in the name of Jesus.
106 ENOCH O. AKANJI
• Bless me with wisdom to set money aside for retirement, in the name
of Jesus.
• Make a way for me out of no way and cause me not to lack any good
thing, in the name of Jesus.
• Enable me to make a long-term investment, in the name of Jesus.
• Above all, bless me to be financially independent as soon as possible,
in the name of Jesus.
poem by Enoch O. Akanji
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A Christmas prayer
Our great redeemer that on this day
was born in Bethlehem and triumphed over sin
take all our hardships, our troubles away
while we come to You and let Your love flow in
to our hearts, our lives and like the shepherds let we see
Your glory and find tranquillity,
have peace in our lives and country
and before You forever be free
and grant that we live as brothers
loving all others
totally unselfishly
as if coming from the same fathers and mothers
and when this joyous day begin
grant us Your blessing.
poem by Gert Strydom
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If I Could Be There
(kieran kane/jamie ohara)
If I could be there Id be there tonight comforting you
This road Im on is so far away
Too far away
If God would grant me wings to fly
Id be in your arms by and by
If I could be there Id be there tonight comforting you
If I could be there Id look in your eyes and say I love you
These hills and highways between us now keep us apart
If God would grant me wings to fly
Id be in your arms by and by
If I could be there Id look in your eyes and say I love you
If I could be there I wouldnt have this pain in my heart
Tomorrow Ill wake up with joy for the day
Joy for the day
If God would grant me wings to fly
Id be in your arms by and by
If I could be there I wouldnt have this pain in my heart
If I could be there
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Fragments - Lines 1327 - 1334
My boy, as long as your cheeks and chin are smooth, I shall never
Cease to praise you, not even if I am fated to die.
For you, the giver, it is still honorable, and for me as lover it is not shameful
To ask. But I beseech you, in the name of my parents:
Show me respect, my boy, and grant me favor. If in time to come,
Craving in your turn the gift of the violet-crowned
Cyprian, you shall approach another, then may the gods
Grant that you meet with just such words as I hear now.
Larghetto
Grant me but a day, love,
But a day,
Ere I give my heart,
My heart away,
Ere I say the word
I'll ne'er unsay.
Is it earnest with me?
Is it play?
Did the world in arms
Cry to me, "Stay!"
Not a moment then
Would I delay.
Yet, for very love,
I say thee nay.
Ere I give my heart,
My heart away,
Grant me but a day, love,
But a day!
poem by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
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So sweet, no regrets
Come here; come to me; my dear.
Give in before my desires dry.
Grant me before your desires dry.
Your lips must part and breasts wake up.
Your bottom must turn a hot bed,
That the sweats, like fountains, must wet.
Set aside your blushes, I beg.
Set aside your virtues, I beg.
You will get what you miss, I bet.
Have a course, which is not a curse
It is a myth that you are spoilt.
It is an act of sport, that’s all.
Come here, very now, my dear.
Give in before my desires die.
Grant me before your desires die.
Be it a consensual act
And so soon a buried secret..
So sweet as it is, no regrets.
08.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Be bold; I’m here
Come, grant me yourself and forget.
Let it be a one time affair.
How long will your lips be cold?
They must be crushed for its warmth.
Enough that your breasts are sleeping.
They must wake up and warm up.
Your base must turn a volcano
And the body be wet with sweats.
Eyes closed, let the body boil.
Who can rekindle your spirit
Other than a paramour like me?
Come, grant me yourself and forget.
You will get what you are missing
And I’ll keep it as a secret.
10.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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