On womanhood
With her own flesh, young-
hunting for her breast;
a victim of my own judgment,
but beyond the world where I come from;
she is the verdict of love and hope
of those creatures blessed of nothing
but the milk of her faith
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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Into The Fire
The sky was falling and streaked with blood
I heard you calling me, then you disappeared into the dust
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
You gave your love to see, in fields of red and autumn brown
You gave your love to me and lay your young body down
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need you near, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
It was dark, too dark to see, you held me in the light you gave
You lay your hand on me
Then walked into the darkness of your smoky grave
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your love bring us love
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Female Judgement
Man frames his judgment on reason; but woman on love founds her verdict;
If her judgment loves not, woman already has judged.
poem by Friedrich Schiller
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Creatures Of Love
A woman made a man
A man he made a house
And when they lay together
Little creatures all come out
Well, Ive seen sex and I think its alright
It makes those little creatures come to life
I can laugh or I can turn away
Well, Ive seen sex and I think its okay
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
From the sleep of reason, a life is born
We are creatures, creatures of love
Its okay to be afraid
When the blue sparks hit your brain
We can love one another
Ive been told that its okay
Doctor, doctor, tell me what I am
Am I one of those human beings
Well I can laugh or I can learn to think
So help me now to find out what I feel
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
Weve been here forever, before you were born
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
A man can drive his car
And a woman can be a boss
Im a monkey and a flower
Im everything at once
Well, a woman and a man can be together
If they decide to theyll make little creatures
Watch em now!
Little creature of love
With two arms and two legs
From a moment of passion
Now they cover the bed
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
From the sleep of reason, a life is born
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
song performed by by Talking Heads
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A True Blessed Hope
Christ is indeed for us my friend, our true Blessed Hope for the end,
He is our Blessed Hope my friend, in that we will see a brighter end.
This Hope is something we can’t see, that we can know is sure to be.
And this hope is for all who come, to a living faith in God’s Only Son.
In Jesus Christ we’re set apart, through faith in Him at the very start,
We’re set apart when we’re saved, from a world that’s quite depraved.
We’re seated in a Heavenly place, through the work of Saving Grace,
And sealed by The Spirit of God, and protected in this world we trod.
Placed on a much different path, and saved so we don’t suffer wrath.
The Wrath of God is sure to come, but not on men who love The Son.
We’re sealed until our redemption, and my friend there’s no exemption,
Once He comes to live in our heart, Christ my friend will never depart.
The Man of Sin is being held at bay, and he shall be up until that day.
Being held back until that very hour, by The Spirit’s restraining Power.
An hour of trial coming upon men, left on earth following Satan’s plan.
Our light will not in the world, when Satan’s darkened plan is unfurled.
For he will be revealed on the day, when The Holy Spirit is taken away.
And that’s the day my dear friend, Believers shall see the brighter end.
For on that day Christ will descend, to the clouds to meet us my friend.
And every believer will one day see, what for many today is a mystery.
The Blessed Hope brings us Salvation, while all others face tribulation.
Jesus is our Blessed Hope indeed, and all the assurance that we need.
Friend there can be no denial, that we’ll be kept from that hour of trial.
Jesus will keep us from that hour, by His Grace and Sovereign Power.
(Copyright ©03/2005)
Praying Everyday With Faith
You will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.
No you will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.
You will never be the one,
To ever break my faith.
Oh no.
You will never be the one,
To keep me...
Away from praying everyday with faith.
You will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.
Oh no.
You will never be the one,
To keep me...
Away from praying everyday with faith.
I've been in too many battles,
With a praying everyday with faith.
To believe...
With a praying everyday with faith.
My Comforter,
Is there to provide my needs.
And everyday that I pray with faith.
Nobody,
Can take away my strength with faith.
Will deceive,
To come between me and my faith.
With a wanting me,
To believe...
I live to be a victim!
I said NOBODY,
Can take away my strength with faith.
Will deceive,
To come between me and my faith.
With a wanting me to believe...
I live to be a victim!
No I will not be a victim,
To have it believed.
Because I wont be the one...
To have that done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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By Faith By: Cay Thorne
By faith we are loved –
By those who care for us.
By faith we have a heart –
To love everything and everyone.
By faith we can show virtue and enlightenment –
To those who need to be enlightened.
By faith we live within peace –
Especially during time of war.
By faith we have courage –
To do something brave and heroic.
By faith we face discrimination –
In every form there is under the sun with gusto and understanding.
By faith we can do wonders –
Beyond any means needed.
By faith we can do anything –
That we set our mind and heart on it.
By faith we have encouragement –
To try anything new that comes our way in life.
By faith we have hope –
To fight through any struggle that comes our way in life.
By faith we have hope –
To stop all wars and fights;
That begins with hatred.
BY FAITH ITSELF WE CAN DO A LOT OF GOOD IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT TURNING TO VIOLENCE.
poem by Cay Thorne
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How Blessed Am I
How blessed am I for being born
Of parents good and God-fearing!
How blessed am I for siblings nine
Who made my childhood truly great!
How blessed am I for being made
Handsome and healthy, fair and hale!
How blessed am I for gaining ken
And virtues, wisdom, fortitude!
How blessed am I for being reared
So well by parents dutiful!
How blessed am I for achievements
Quite praiseworthy in life on earth!
How blessed am I for having fared
So well in life in every field!
How blessed am I for talents, gifts
That most men cannot dream to have!
How blessed am I for miracles
That gave my life a newer lease!
How blessed am I for finding time
To thank and praise the Almighty!
How blessed am I for grace of God
That goads me on in heaven’s road!
How blessed am I for everything
God gave me amply in His time!
How blessed am I for love of God
That chose me to be Christian!
How blessed am I for hope and faith
That help me follow Jesus’ steps!
How blessed am I for poesy
That made my life stress-free, worthwhile!
How blessed am I for God’s with me
And I’m with Him in earthly life!
poem by John Celes
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A Booby Trap!
She is not flesh and bones
Of insignificance.
She is intelligent substance,
And decency of character.
She is womanly flesh
Of hand felt proportions!
She knows her way,
And will hold your hand
Until you safely find yours.
There is no judgement in her compassion,
Although, there is a giggle in her eyes.
And a wiggle in her walk.
Faith and love are the warmth
In her nature.
There is a nurturing heart
Beating under the fullness of her breast....
Did somebody say 'Breast'?
Holy Bazoongas! ! !
Most of the time,
The story ends there.
© 2012
poem by Ruby Honeytip
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Love Faith Hope
What is the ultimate
meaning
of love faith hope?
Love
“For God loved the world
so much
that he gave
his only-begotten Son, ” John 3: 16.
Faith
“In order that everyone
exercising faith in him
might not be destroyed
but have everlasting life.” John 3: 16.
Hope
“For God sent forth his Son
into the world,
not for him to judge the world,
but for the world
to be saved through him.” John 3: 17.
This is the ultimate
meaning
of love faith hope
because
all exercising faith
in the Son Jesus
will have everlasting life. John 3: 36.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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In God’s Mighty Hand
In light of God’s Truth and Grace, man can find no better place,
Than The Hand of Mighty God, Who maintains Love and a Rod;
His Rod of Judgment will extend, to a world that is condemned,
So indifferent to The Lord above, that they cannot see His love.
The love that men refuse to see, is Hope that sustains humanity,
One holds together everything, Christ our Lord and Eternal King,
The Blessed Hope of ages past, Hope, that for this age will last,
When at the end of this age, God will stop man’s darkened rage.
Today, God’s Hope extends to all, every nation, great and small,
Hope, that for believers endured, even as Judgment was poured,
On man’s rebellious wickedness, opposing God’s righteousness,
A battle for us, today that’s won, through the Love of God’s Son.
The Lord God today waits patiently, for men that have yet to see,
The love of Christ, many cherish, so that they too, will not perish,
But, come to repentance, in Him, Who, came to save all from sin,
And accept from God, eternal life, through His Son, Jesus Christ.
Even as evil powers, today assail, His Righteousness will prevail,
The evil, who God, they ignore, will see the wrath, He has in store,
While in Jesus Christ I will stand, protected in God’s Mighty Hand,
Saved from His wrath by salvation, that will come on every nation.
(Copyright ©04/2010)
Love and Faith
All we have is love and faith
So much of life is fragile
We learn
And can be taken away
So much can go astray
But for love and faith
The last things to leave us
The first we hope for when we stray
The two things we pray
Even when heath and youth wither away
We may or may not feel loved ourselves
But if we have love in our heart we are truely blessed
And if we have faith we have what is best
Because God will see us through the rest
poem by James T. Adair
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Faith, Hope, Trust
Faith is a feeling of misconception.
I have Faith in myself,
But should I have Faith in you?
The real challenge is retaining Faith in us.
Hope is a state that is unsteady.
I can Hope to find Faith,
But will Hope cure the fallacy that is us?
Hoping to have Faith gives life more demand.
Trust is an idea that troubles me.
I must Trust in my Hope of finding Faith,
But will that Trust finally induce our perfect peace?
Or should I Trust that your Faith in us is Hopeless?
In order to have Faith in us,
I must first show Faith in you.
Untill I believe you have Hope in us,
I'll keep the Hope that us is true.
And when you start to Trust in us,
You can Trust I will see it through.
poem by Blake Bishop
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Wild F*#$ing Manners
hunting a tiger
big sharp teeth
man-eater
these hunters
big egos, big guns
hunting for survival
need fur and meat to survive
hunting wild game
wild f*#$ing manners
saw lioness and her cubs
on f*#$ing youtube
wild animals is to game theory
as man is to war
primitive yet perfect in movements
stop hunting these majestic creatures
they echo the intelligence we lack
in a far away land called our sub-conscience
only to find our only way to organized life
we're just animals on a hunting ground
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Altruism
The voice of hope to the call of nature,
Come closer to me and feel my love;
Oh mankind! Arise to a call.
Love one another to make the world go round,
Hope is the ingridient of faith;
The voice of hope,
The strength of faith,
Love crowns all things.
Altruism, altruism! Arise to the call of hope;
The altruism of love which does unite us all,
All in one love with the message of hope;
From the North to the South and then,
To the East and the West;
Love one another without fear.
Our memories will grow with sensitivity and insight,
Live clean and be yourself;
For, loving yourself first means the love of all mankind!
Here we are today,
Love is the power supreme;
True nobility is revealed in selfless unobtrosive service,
Love one another to crown the day.
To the voiceless and the disadvantage,
Do your best to bring smiles on their faces too;
Cos', there is no vision except by faith.
Altruism, altruism, altruism! !
There is no faith except by hope;
So is the voice of hope to the love of one another.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Victim For Your Love
(myles goodwyn)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
So many times Ive loved you
And now I dont even know you
Im just a victim for your love
And having my whole world fall down
And finding the strength to go on
Cause Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love
I thought our love was growin strong
Growing each day, well I was wrong
Then having my whole world fall down
And finding the strength to go on
Cause Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of, no
Im just a man with a broken heart, oh no
Im just a man with no place to start, oh yeah
I was a victim for your love
Dont break my heart, dont cause me pain
Comfort me love, hold back the rain, oh no
Im just a man with a broken heart, oh no
Im just a man with no place to start, oh yeah
I was a victim for your love, ooh
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love
song performed by by April Wine
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These three
Faith; hope; and loving-kindness;
these three surpass all worldly understanding:
all these await in human nature
as inclinations that are natural;
to be awakened by the grace
that ever waits within us:
as these arise, faith takes the precedence;
then follows, hope; itself precedes
the love, the charity, the loving-kindness;
yet if alas, disorder, dissolution intervene,
first, love is lost; then hope;
and last of all goes faith;
yet, when these come into their perfection,
greatest of all these, is love;
hope and faith are then the charity
which love may shower on the world around
circle on circle as the gentle rain from heaven.
*
[leaning on the writings of Josef Pieper]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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When We Were Young
WHEN WE WERE YOUNG
1)
When we were young
The world was young
Now we are old
And the world is old too.
2)
When we were young
The world was young
Now we are old
And the world is younger
than we are.
3)
When the world was young
I was not young
Now I am old
And the world is older- also.
4)
To be old is to be sadder
So much is not here any more
One will never be
What one was-
One can still hope faintly to be
One what longed to be-
But one knows
This too probably
Will not be given.
5)
Oh how Youth flies by in it all its glory
Oh how Time leaves us alone
With our memories and sadnesses
Our fears
For what is yet to come.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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This Weeping World
Within God's Garden of Eden,
Two human bodies lay,
God's forbidden fruit now eaten,
The two forgot to pray...
Now in their headstrong sin they smiled,
Their guilt not far away...
The sin that dwells in every child
Awaits God's Judgment Day...
From that day on, the Earth would weep,
Her mists now formed as rain,
As if a vigil she must keep,
To wipe away each stain...
To wash away the stench of sin,
Each sorrow, strife and strain,
She fights a battle she can't win,
A victory she can't gain...
When Winter came, the snow and ice
Released their white motif,
No more upon God's Paradise
But on God's world of grief,
For Man had sinned and sons had sinned
And thus came no relief
And that was why the Devil grinned
At so much disbelief...
This weeping world was full of greed
And hatred, lust and war
And through Man's sins, each one would bleed,
Now rotten to the core...
Still awaiting God's Redeemer,
The world would yet outpour
All the teardrops of a dreamer,
With hope God would restore...
Not yet, not yet, it seemed to be
And then the Christ was born,
The crowned King of Eternity,
A babe, so weak, forlorn...
The world was witness to His prayers,
The crowds so full or scorn,
The Lamb of God with love so scarce
When flesh from back was torn...
This weeping world became His tomb
When He was laid to rest...
The world with friends shared awful gloom
At losing One so blessed...
Then came the day, Christ rose again,
Forgiveness now expressed,
The Lamb of God died for all men,
By faith, He'd passed each test...
That's when this weeping world was glad,
Now weeping joyful tears,
No longer hopeless, feeling sad
Despite Man's sinful years...
The world had hope, God's righteousness,
The promised end of fears,
That Christ would bring new happiness
Each time when Christmas nears...
In time, the Lord must come again,
With healing in His wings,
That's why we're waiting until then,
For mercy Jesus brings...
For righteousness that's everywhere,
Like love as each heart sings...
This weeping world anoints each prayer
Blessed by the King of Kings!
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Name this Teddy Bear
In the centre of the window at your local Kidz-r-Uz,
all winking fairy lights, glitter, sparkle and buy-me,
sits a bear. A Teddy Bear.
He’s the soul of Patience
in any and all religions – one paw held out
to take you by the hand – that’s, should you ask –
he’s Faith, Hope, and Love:
he’s Faith itself; he’s beyond our grown-up limits,
he’s Faith like children know – real Faith;
Faith that’s beyond the breaking faith;
he’s every hope that Christmas promises,
or Chanukah, or any other winter feast
when parents give their children tokens of their love…
he asks nothing of you, but to receive your love,
unconditionally.. a cuddly mirror of your love
in which you’ll see and know that love;
to show you Love itself unblemished..
unlike all else in this changing world
inhabited by changeable human beings,
he wouldn’t know how to let you down;
deny your faith; destroy your hope; reject your love;
he’ll be a part of your life, for life;
and rightly so. Look closely at him:
is he the one for you?
He will be your first taste of life’s nobility;
almost, you could say, divine;
he will sit for you as your steady self
in the temple of your heart;
give him the name that honours
honour itself – give him the Name
that this world means to you; a name
that none can take from him;
honour him as that.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Victim Of Love
(coverdale)
Im down on love
An I dont give a damn,
I take my chances
Whenever I can
Like a lamb to the slaughter,
Another sacrifice,
For giving love to woman
With a heart stone cold as ice
Im down on love
An Im clean out of pain,
I aint no stranger
To the crying game
Too scared to suffer,
An too blind to see,
But, I played with fire
An I got what was coming to me
Now, one more heartache
Dont bother me,
Just one more lonely night
To drown in misery
I am a victim of love,
A victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
Victim of love, victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
Im down on love
An I feel like a fool
To beg for mercy
cos I broke the rules
So do me no favours
With your cool advice,
I know the losing cost,
An Ill pay the price
One more heartache
Dont bother me
One more lonely night
To drown in misery
I am a victim of love,
A victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
Victim of love,
A victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
One more heartache
Dont bother me
One more lonely night
To drown in misery
Victim of love,
A victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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