Merciful Maker of Waters and Whiles
Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles,
Then he too will know you.
I'll rear him to fear you.
He cannot survive in the waters of the Nile.
This trial is too great! The boy is my child!
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles.
Pharoah's command is most certainly vile:
'Kill each boy child born in all of Israel! '
I hear mothers weeping.
The monsters are feasting.
A child's meat is sweet to those beasts in the Nile.
Revile this intrusion lest I fall beguiled,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles.
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles!
Alas, and I fear never more will I smile.
They've taken my baby boy down to the Nile.
My son is not screaming.
It sounds like he's singing;
Though soon he will bathe as among pedophiles.
Denial will not spare him nor savoring bile.
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles.
Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Who spared not my son from the fierce crocodiles,
But spared instead Moses,
And he will deliver
All children of Israel from out of the Nile.
In this trial I'll praise you and smile in this while,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Who spared not my son from the fierce crocodiles.
Deliverer Moses resembles your child,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles;
Though Moses was rescued
But your son not spared-
Devoured his flesh as with beasts of the Nile.
You meanwhile were pleased as you stood by and smiled,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Who spared not your own son to make me your child.
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Abortion Revisited
The Sculptor makes each masterpiece,
With equal labor, love and care;
But human beings murder own,
Unlike the beasts, who know not God.
While many yearn for just one child,
And families on earth vanish,
As God denies the gift of child:
Yet, those with children kill offspring?
The Maker makes some wombs sterile;
The Maker makes some, more fertile;
What ruthless hearts dare murder babes-
That bear semblance to God Himself!
Don’t expect mercy from the Lord,
Who loves all creatures, great and small;
He gave man freedom and free will:
That is abused by earthlings still.
God hears the pleas of unborn babes,
(Who wish to see the world, God made)
All murdered by their own parents-
A treachery, deserving hell.
Behold the unborn’s curse shall bring
Unwanted woes and suffering,
That punishes generations,
However mighty are nations.
No species kill their very own!
All babies have freedom to live;
No human being kills by right,
Another in the human race.
Abortion is a heinous crime;
Procured abortion is a Sin;
All lives are lives in utero;
No one has right to abortion.
The baby in the womb has rights;
A life that’s formed by God in womb,
Has right to exist after birth!
To God, all lives are truly same!
Show me some beasts that kill offspring!
Don’t they struggle to rear their young?
Why human beings turn ‘beast-like,
When God is merciful to them?
The unborn child needs dignity;
Unwanted babies are God’s gems;
If you can’t spare your baby’s life,
God’s rod befalls you like a knife!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-26-2008
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Moses (Bible Poems for Children)
In the land of Egypt, it came
to pass,
Jacob a wealthy man, sons did
mass.
Years passed, each became a
tribe,
A well known name, Each
worshiped God.
Pharoah the King, was afraid,
The God of Abraham, would
make him fade.
Pharoah was so very mean,
He created an awful scene.
To the river, the babies
must go,
Throw them in the waters
flow.
One Hebrew mother, found a
way,
Tuck him in a basket, float
it away.
Down the Nile River, the baby
boy went,
This child Moses, was Heaven
sent.
Pharoah's daughter came to
bathe,
Saw the baby, began to rave.
What a beautiful baby boy,
He will be my pride, and joy.
Moses grew, a strong young man,
Became famous, throughout the
land.
poem by Heather Burns
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God Ii
God most merciful
God the healler
God the maker of heaven and earth
God the father of the people
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Ancient Egyptian Women Bathe In River Nile
The River Nile, the sphinx, the pyramids,
ask questions of us all, as do the bodies,
skin tones, sweet sweat, female Egyptians.
Ra and Nile melt golden skin colours,
into fresh taste of sacred Nile waters,
pyramids watch longing as Nile floods.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Just Three Days
Ah life
For what are all these fights
While we live for few whiles
What for are our fights
We are like butterflies
Our existence is just for Whiles We are strangers passengers across roads of life
What for broken hearts
How long lasts our lives
Why lovers become strangers
Why all these wars
If Life lasts just whiles
For love we die thousands times
And yet we spend lifetime trying to find
A shelter to survive
And our lives flies just in whiles
Nothing is eternal in this world
Just the prints of our feet
The Provence of our deeds eternally survives
We are just innocent butterflies
Who's life lasts just while
Three days lastour lives than we pass
When or how no one of us ever knows
Just the prints of our steps stay there
Even when we are gone.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Abortion And Child Killing
Abortion and child killing
Are forbidden in Islam
Cause it is an act of outright cruelty
Abortion is a grievous sin
But in case of rape it is not
Since both the mother and the child
Will be unhappy
If the mother does not go for abortion
However the mother should pray to God
For the child’s welfare in afterlife
And ask for forgiveness
If a mother have had abortion
Or kill her child
She should pray to God
“O the Lord of the worlds
The Greatest Merciful
The Best Merciful
Please give my child
Who has passed away
A prestigious post in paradise
And forgive my sins”.
poem by Asif Andalib
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He Will
He will...
Remove all the troubles we've got!
He will...
Heal us from the bottom to top.
He's the Maker,
Of the Sun, Earth, Moon and Stars.
Even made the men and women we are!
He's the Maker.
He will..
Wipe all our tears away.
He will...
Deliver what we need if we pray.
Don't let nobody say,
Faith is not for believers...
Chase that thought away.
We've got to stay...
With God today!
He will...
Remove all the troubles we've got.
Yes He will...
Heal us from the bottom to top.
He's the Maker,
Of the Sun, Earth, Moon and Stars.
Even made the men and women we are.
That's all we really have from the start!
We have to get more God in our hearts.
He's the Maker!
Get more God in our hearts.
He's the Maker!
We gotta get more God in our hearts
He's the Maker!
Can't quit
Get God in our hearts!
He's the Maker!
Get get more God in our hearts!
He's the Maker!
Gotta get...
Can't quit!
Don't sit
With God in our hearts!
He's the Maker!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Accessions (Chapter 8, Verses 29, Holy Koran)
I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver.
Listen every believer!
If you fear Allah the Almighty Being
He will grant you a difference maker
And do away with your every bad thing
And forgive you definitely
And really great is Allah's bounty.
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Maker
Oh, Oh Deep water
Black, and cold like the night
I stand with arms wide open
I've run a twisted mile
I'm a stranger
in the eyes of the maker
I could not see
for fog in my eyes
I could not feel
for the fear in my life
From across the great divide
In the distance i saw a light
Jean baptiste
walking to me with the maker
My body is bent and broken
by long and dangerous sleep
I can work the fields of abraham
and turn my head away
I'm not a stranger
in the hands of the maker
Brother john
Have you seen the homeless daughters
standing there
with broken dreams
I have seen the flaming swords
there over east of eden
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
oh river rise from your sleep
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Child Of Babylon
(coverdale/marsden)
When I heard the sound of thunder
On the day that I was born,
I was blinded by the lighting
An baptised in the storm
My father started crying
When he saw what he had done,
But, my mother started praying
Have mercy on my son,
He is a child of babylon
I am a child of babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
I am a child,
A child of babylon
When Ive fooled around so many times
When Ive known it aint been right,
But, I paint it all in colours
When it really should be black and white
I sail my ship through muddy waters,
Try to open every door,
When I saw the seven wonders
It left me wanting more
I am a child of babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child,
A child of babylon
On my day of judgement
I know how it will be,
Im prepared to meet my maker
With no hope for charity
Ill stand alone and pay the price
For everything Ive done,
cos there aint guardian angel
For a child of babylon
I am a child,
A child of babylon
I am a child of babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child,
A child of babylon
Child of babylon
song performed by by Whitesnake
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The Crescent
The sun's boat is broken and drowned in the Nile
But a piece is floating about on the water of the Nile
The twilight's pure blood drips into the sky's basin
Has the lancet of Nature drawn the sun's blood?
Has the sky stolen the ear ring of the evening's bride?
Or has the fragile cord in the Nile's waters strolling?
Your caravan is afoot without help of bell's call
The human ear cannot hear your foot-steps' sound
You show the spectacle of rise and fall to the eyes
Where is your home? To which country are you going?
O star-like planet take me with yourself
The prick of Longing's thorn keeps me restless
I am seeking light, I am weary in this habitation
I am the restless child in the existence's school…
poem by Allama Muhammad Iqbal
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Words against Lesbia: to Furius and Aurelius
Furius and Aurelius, you friends of Catullus,
whether he penetrates farthest India,
where the Eastern waves strike the shore
with deep resonance,
or among the Hyrcanians and supple Arabs,
or Sacians and Parthian bowmen,
or where the seven-mouthed Nile
colours the waters,
or whether he’ll climb the high Alps,
viewing great Caesar’s monuments,
the waters of Gallic Rhine,
and the furthest fierce Britons,
whatever the will of the heavens
brings, ready now for anything,
tell my girl this in a few
ill-omened words.
Let her live and be happy with her adulterers,
hold all three-hundred in her embrace,
truly love-less, wearing them all down
again and again: let her not look for
my love as before,
she whose crime destroyed it, like the last
flower of the field, touched once
by the passing plough.
poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Keep Your Faith Placed Safe
Fortunes meant for you,
Are not for anyone else to keep.
Unless they are holding it,
To be released to you.
And you are within reach.
People numbed from their surroundings,
Sleep.
Intoxicated by medications,
To ensure they stay away...
From wishes to be on top of the heap.
And lay under burdens tolerated,
With a sharing of addictions...
That has convinced them not to leave.
Don't dropp a tear or weep for them.
Stretched to the max,
With their pockets getting thin...
They are
And this they confirm,
Enclosed in minds suffering within.
With a slow burn inside they earn.
Afraid to relax their grasp that holds,
Onto old routines...
From them they can't let go.
As most routines on some bestow.
But a fortune meant for you,
Will come...
And that is true.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of the Maker.
Yes a fortune meant for you,
Will come...
And that is true.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
Whatever you need The Master will feed,
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
Refuse to brood like so many do,
And keep your faith placed safe...
In the hands of The Maker.
Whatever you need The Master will feed,
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
Refuse to brood like so many do,
And keep your faith placed safe...
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pray
Listen to my voice.
We are gathered here today
To speak of things we have to do,
And the friends we have to call,
From the middleground,
From the darkness.
Its been many years,
Many years,
Since we have faced a danger such as this.
There is nowhere left to hide.
No safety in old glories.
No sanctuary.
Ive seen the same nightmare in all our dreams,
But now its come to earth in search of us,
And through treachery, we are found.
So we must pray to the maker of all things,
And wait for the storm to come.
Maker
We are disciples to your desire.
Maker
We are the voices that sing your praises.
Maker
We are the rage that feeds your devotion.
Maker
Rise from the ground and be our salvation.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Pece Be Upon You
PEACE BE UPON YOU
Peace Be Upon You,
Peace Be Upon You,
The Lord is your guiding star,
The Lord is your protector,
He is yours alone.
He is your Maker, (2)
He is your Shepherd,
He is your Path,
He is your Way,
Peace Be Upon You.
He is your Lamp,
He is your Radiance
He is your Love,
He is all you ever want
Peace Be Upon You.
He alone is the Way and the Truth,
He is the Life,
Savior and Friend have you.
Peace Be Upon You.
He will defend you, and wrap you in His love,
He is Righteous,
Compassionate and Merciful,
Peace Be Upon You.
Be not ashamed
Praise His Name
Sing Halleluiah, shout to the Lord
Come into His Presence, with Thanksgiving & Praise
Bless His Holy name and Rejoice forevermore,
Peace Be Upon You.
You are His Baby
You are His Child,
You are His sweet Angel
May He alone be your Guide?
Love Him with your Heart,
Love Him with your Soul
Love Him with your strength and Whole,
Peace Be Upon You.
By Jerine Charles – 12th August 2010
poem by Jerine James
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The Maker
(daniel lanois)
Oh, oh deep water, black and cold like the night
I stand with arms wide open
Ive run a twisted line
Im a stranger in the eyes of the maker
I could not see for the fog in my eyes
I could not feel for the fear in my life
From across the great divide, in the distance I saw a light
Of jean baptistes hes walking to me with the maker
My body my body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep
I cant work the fields of abraham and turn my head away
Im not a stranger in the hands of the maker
Brother john, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with broken wings
I have seen the flaming swords
There over east of eden
Burning in the eyes of the maker
Burning in the eyes of the maker
Burning in the eyes of the maker
Oh, river rise from your sleep
Oh, river rise from your sleep
Oh, river rise from your sleep
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Why Man (Woman) , Why?
When ruthless crocodiles take care
Of their young ones with love,
By giving them a free lift,
Within their mouths to lake,
Why do some human beings
Kill their unborn offspring
That grows within the womb?
When birds can feed their young ones
By regurgitating
Food, brought across some miles,
Appeasing their hunger,
Why shouldn’t all human beings
Stop giving lame excuses
And rear all children God-given?
When beasts bring forth their progeny
With duty, love and harmony,
And rear them all with care untold,
Why do some human beings
Make their hearts and minds so cold,
And murder unborn babies,
Waiting to be born into
The world, Almighty-made?
When beasts know that ‘heterosex’
Is one natural, God-made,
To procreate, participate
In Maker’s plan, pre-set,
Why do a few men prefer same sex,
A perversion that
Can’t ever procreate?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-7-2010
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Peace Of Mind
I gotta find peace of mind... I gotta find peace of mind
He says it's impossible...But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says there's no me without him... Please help me forget about him
He takes all my energy... Trapped in my memory
Constantly holding me... Constantly holding me
I need to tell you all... All the pain he's caused mmmmm
I need to tell you I'm... I'm undone because mmmmmm
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible without him... But I know it's possible
To finally be in love... And know the real meaning of
A lasting relationship... Not based on ownership
I trust every part of u.... Cause all that you say you do
You love me despite myself
Sometimes I... I fight myself
I just can't believe that you.... Would have anything to do
With someone so insecure... Someone so immature
Ohh you inspire me, to be the higher me
You make my desire pure... You make my desire pure
Just tell me what to say... I can't find the words to say
Please don't be mad with me... I have no identity
All that I've known is gone... All I was building on
I wanna walk wit you, how do I talk to you?
Touch my mouth with your hands... Touch my mouth with your hands
Oh I wanna understand the meaning of your embrace
I know now I have to face... The temptations of my past
Please don't let me disgrace... where my devotion lays
Now that I know the thruth... Now that it's no excuse
Keeping me from your love... What was I thinking of
Holding me from your love... What was I thinking of
You are my peace of mind... That old me is left behind
You are my peace of mind... That old me is left behind
He says it's impossible... but I know it's possible
He says it's improbable... but I know it's tangible
He says it's not grabbable... but I know it's haveable
Cause anything's possible... Cause anything is possible
Please come free my mind... Please come feed my mind
Can you see my mind ohh... Won't you come free my mind
Oh I know it's possible
Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything.... yeah
Anything, anything, anything, anything, .... yeah
Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything.... yeah
Oh, free... free, free, free your mind
Free... free your mind
Free.. free your mind
Free free free free your mind
Oh, it's so possible... Oh, it's so possible
I'm telling you it's possible... I'm telling you it's possible
Free, free, free....... free, get free now (repeat)
Your my peace of mind... That old me is left behind
Your my peace of mind... Your my peace of mind
He's my peace of mind... He's my peace of mind
He's my peace of mind... What a joy it is to be alive
To get another chance, yeah... Every day's another chance
To get it right this time... everday's another chance
Oh what a merciful... merciful, merciful god
Oh what a wonderful... wonderful wonderful god (continue to end)
What a merciful... merciful, merciful, merciful god
What a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, merciful
Merciful, merciful, wonderful
Merciful, wonderful............
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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The Human Race Is Falling
the human race is falling
oh it is falling
too much lies
too much atrocities
too much propaganda
too much ignorant
why are you ignorant of the truth
oh the human race is falling
it is falling
there is no equity and justice
no free and fairness
there is no kindness
we need transparency
crying humanity
oh it is falling
too much suffering
instead of happiness
too much pain
it wickedness
instead of joy
it is shame
why not glory
feel sorry
we destroy one another
instead of helping each other
whiles i live
i saw oppression
i saw affliction
and i saw tyranny
too much hypocrisy
where is your love
oh it is falling
i saw men trying to be Superior
and powerful
but there was no savior
no one was merciful
oh the human race is falling
it is falling
poem by Matt Ancient
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Genesis BK III
(ll. 135-143) The day departed, hasting over the dwellings of
earth. And after the gleaming light the Lord, our maker, thrust
on the first of evenings. Murky gloom pressed hard upon the
heels of day; God called it night. Our Lord sundered them, one
from the other; and ever since they follow out the will of God to
do it on the earth.
(ll. 143-153) Then came a second day, light after darkness. And
the Lord of life ordained a pleasant firmament amid the waters.
Our Lord sundered the seas and established the heavens. By His
word the King, Almighty God, raised them above the earth. The
waters were divided under the heavens by His holy might; the
waters were sundered from the waters, under the firmament.
(ll. 154-168) Then came hasting over the earth the third fair
morning. Not yet were the wide ways and spacious tracts useful
unto God, but the land lay covered by the deep. The Lord of
angels, by His word, commanded that the waters come together,
which now beneath the heavens hold their course and place
ordained. Then suddenly, wide-stretching under heaven, lay the
sea, as God gave bidding. The great deep was sundered from the
land. The Warden of life, the Lord of hosts, beheld the dry
ground far outspread. And the King of glory called it earth.
For the ocean-billows and the wide-flung sea He set a lawful path
and lettered them....
((LACUNA -- two to three leaves missing))