Psalm 015
No guile
Upon his tongue
No evil to his friend
In your holy tabernacle
Blameless
poem by Forrest Hainline
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Be Called A Friend
Malice, guile, hypocrisy, eny and evil!
They all clapped their hands to lead you astray;
But learn what is right to be called a friend,
For you do not know what tomorrow may bring.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Here I Come-4
Holy holy is He
So merciful
Lion and King
Wonderful Counselor
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
Most High God
Holy holy
Prince of Peace
Mighty Redeemer
King of Kings
Most High God
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
Take my sins
As far as the east
Is from the west
Purge me
With your precious blood
Shelter me
From the storms
Cover me
With your glory
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
You are so holy
You went to the cross
For me
So holy
You bled for me
So holy
You paid a price
I could not pay
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Why Do We Despise Another
Hate is evil
Hate tries to consume you, wait, stop! Fight back
Don't let it take over your mind
Evil spreads itself all over the world grabbing weak souls
Yeah, sometimes I get angry, but I must remember
I can't let it get me
I must be strong
I fight evil with the merciless God giving me the strength
Not to fall in the fate of evil
When you’re angry, you're not yourself, but something else
Evil causes you to do the unthinkable, but
The ones that are still holy must stay holy until the end
Hold on, don't let go!
We will soon have revenge
Just hold on a little more
Yeah, of course I hate when people talk about me
I hate when people bully others for being different
I hate when people steal from me
I hate when people pretend to be my friend, but use me
I hate when people take the lives of others
I hate to be around people because they have betray me
But in the end
Anger is my worst enemy
So I hum to God in my mind to enter my heart and save my soul
I don't want to let evil fill my heart to where I no longer care
I want to be saved
Thank you God, you have saved me
poem by Alisha Ricks
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Pity Not Evil!
Tears of blood reflects the pain in my eyes
Watching devils lurking and dancing in human disguise
Satan's sharp tongue hisses with a melodically eloquent rhythm
Humanity left in an innocent child-like trance and no one to defend them
Before it is seized!
Indeed Evil is very cunning!
Mankind snatched from all sides,
Wrapped around and squeezed by the satanic tongue
It's devilish grip ever-so tight
Pity not Evil!
For there is no mercy from Evil ever in sight!
poem by Mohammod Choudhury
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Don't invite me to secret chambers of your heart..!
my friend!
reveal not your secrets to me!
not on ankles
but on tongue
i wear my anklets!
wherever i go
it jingles out
all your secrets!
wherefore, friend!
bolt and lock
heart's holy chambers!
i am an autumn tree!
my lips' smallest tremor
sheds in thousands
secrets inflammable!
wherefore, friend,
invite me never
to secret chambers
of your heart!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Evil Friend
There is Something
Very Evil about him
And he calls himself
A Friend.
It is better to be
Harmed by
Foes in Life
Than be Ruined
By such an
Evil Friend.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Poem
A pious song came to me here:
You simple heart, you holy blood,
O take from me such an evil fervor!
There it was heard and laments no more!
My heart is heavy of every sin
And is exhausted in evil fervor,
And does not plead to the holy blood,
And is so mute and empty of tears.
poem by Georg Trakl
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Faith With Works
Bridle the tongue,
And be the doers of the law than the hearers;
Of a beastly system,
The tongue is like a fire!
It is an unruly evil and no man can tame it.
The tongue,
You need faith with works to be saved;
The tongue,
Faith without works is dead.
Like a thief in the night,
Do turn your hearts from hatred and turn to love and mercy.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Feeling the rath of Evil
Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Kelsi Gray
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Dear friend
What you asked
My dear friend
May be it false
But I welcome.
What you asked
My dear friend
It is not necessary
To tell always
In mother tongue.
My dear friend
Foreign tongue
Only can take us
To measure space
As we know
Knowledge is power
Anf knowldge is
Not confined
Within the room
We live in.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Holy Holy
Listen lady, let me lie low, lie low with you
To be lie-high-high-high-high-high, my! oh my!
Slowly, we get too good and too holy
Helping one another, just a righteous brother
Night time, get me back in the night time
I dont want to be angel, just a little bit evil
I feel the devil in me
Holy, holy
Hold on to anyone, hold on to anyone
But just let me be
Holy, holy
Hold on to anyone, hold on to anyone
Let go of me
Listen lady, let me lie low, lie low with you
To be a lie-high-high-high-high-high, my! oh my!
Holy, holy
Hold on to anyone, hold on to anyone
But just let me be
Holy, holy
Hold on to anyone, hold on to anyone
Let go of me
song performed by by David Bowie
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Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Elena Helms
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Divided We Stand
'And who are these, dividing land
That they themselves don't own?
And what is this that they've now planned,
Each with a heart of stone?
The Holy Land is sacred earth,
Not theirs to pick and choose...
To Me, it is of priceless worth
And given to the Jews...'
'It's up to you. It's down to you.
Freewill gives each the choice.
It's not as if none has a clue,
My prophets are My voice...
If evil prospers for a while,
Then each must bear the shame.
I know that evil can beguile,
But love remains the same...'
'I AM the LORD, creating all,
The very air you breathe...
And at My feet each one should fall
And all your sins should grieve...
Must I come down from where I rule
To force you to repent?
Must I treat each as if a fool?
I'd rather be your friend...'
poem by Denis Martindale (August 2011)
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The Dead Heart
After I wrote this, a friend scrawled on this page, “Yes.”
And I said, merely to myself, “I wish it could be for a
different seizure—as with Molly Bloom and her ‘and
yes I said yes I will Yes.'
It is not a turtle
hiding in its little green shell.
It is not a stone
to pick up and put under your black wing.
It is not a subway car that is obsolete.
It is not a lump of coal that you could light.
It is a dead heart.
It is inside of me.
It is a stranger
yet once it was agreeable,
opening and closing like a clam.
What it has cost me you can’t imagine,
shrinks, priests, lovers, children, husbands,
friends and all the lot.
An expensive thing it was to keep going.
It gave back too.
Don’t deny it!
I half wonder if April would bring it back to life?
A tulip? The first bud?
But those are just musings on my part,
the pity one has when one looks at a cadaver.
How did it die?
I called it EVIL.
I said to it, your poems stink like vomit.
I didn’t stay to hear the last sentence.
It died on the word EVIL.
It did it with my tongue.
The tongue, the Chinese say,
is like a sharp knife:
it kills
without drawing blood.
poem by Anne Sexton
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Dr. Evil
Evil, evil is his one and only name
Evil, in his mind there is no other game!
When your name is Evil, that is good or so you think,
but you're so very wrong.
It's evil!
But being wrong is right, so then you're good again,
wich is the evilest thing of all...
Do you find his sudden ways, invite you? does he excite you?
If his contradictions should atract you, should he distract you?
Heaven help you then...
You're finished, it's the end...
There'll be no retrieval...
From the evil...
The evil,
he will
do.
He's evil,
he's Doctor Evil.
His name is Evil.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Holy Is The Lord
Holy is your name, in all the earth I worship you
Holy is your name, in all the earth I come to you
Holy is your name, in all the earth I sing to you
Holy, Holy, Holy is your name
Holy are you Lord, I come before your throne and bow
Holy are you Lord, I come into your presence now
Holy are you Lord I listen to the angels sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
Holy are you Lord, my heart it leaps within my chest
Holy are you Lord, Its in your arms I find my rest
Holy are you Lord, the saints around the world they sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
Now listen to the saints, they sing Holy are you Lord
Now listen to them cry to you, Holy are you Lord
There is a cry around the world, they lift their voice and sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
I come before your throne to sing, Holy is your name
I come before your throne to sing, I'll never be the same
Pour our out your fire of love on me, this is what I sing
Holy, Holy, to the risen King
poem by Frank McEleny
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Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
Who was, and is, and evermore shall be.
Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide Thee,
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see;
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea;
Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!
song performed by by Amy Grant
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A spirit and them.
She was cute, energetic and young,
possessed by the spirit and she sang,
The same old movie song that her dead lover liked,
Every new moon day she become irked,
Sparkling eyes of her twinkled in the starless nights,
Talked like a man and ate like a man,
She used to sing the famous Tamil song,
‘On the banks of the lake,
A lady walks,
Lady Peahen, please stop,
Let us talk and walk together'
While the head of the nuns,
Who was a good, evil spirit chaser,
Was busy with the holy cross and holy water,
Our friend continued to sing and clatter,
and the nun forced her to hold the holy cross,
And sprinkled the holy water on her head,
The girl never stopped singing and smiling,
The same old movie song to the sister,
Who was bold and enterprising in nature,
She ate everything raw, plant origin not animal,
When The sister ordered the evil spirit,
In the name of the Father, the son and the holy spirit,
to get out of her to rest in the Neem trees,
The trees, the Hindus plant in front of their homes,
The sister thought the guest had left quietly,
The girl started to snore heavily
The Sister dismissed herself voluntarily,
The male spirit smiled and winked at other girls regularly,
While they peeped through the blanket fearfully,
In the middle of the moonless night, monthly.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Sonnet: Jesus Always Lives In The Holy Eucharist
O Jesus Christ, alive even today,
In Tabernacle's sanctified bread-host,
Adored by faithful, praying night and day
-Visible sign of Father, Holy Ghost!
O Holy Sacrament of Eucharist!
Forgive our sins and fill our souls with grace;
This is the body of Redeemer Christ
That lives, although we cannot see His face!
We praise Thee Lord, and thank Thee for all things;
We sing to Thee and glorify Thee Lord;
Thou art the Lord of lords and King of kings
-The incarnated God and the fleshed Word!
Do hear our pleas of banished Eve's children;
Have mercy, Lord and take us to Heaven!
poem by John Celes
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Evil is YOU!
Everyone says,
I’m evil because I beat my sister,
I’m evil because I took drugs,
I’m evil because I went to prison,
I’m evil because I cheated,
Well Guess what!
You’re not evil,
So chill,
You’re the core of evil,
You represent every part of evil,
And…..,
So is your dark side,
Your devil!
poem by Rana Malas
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