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Receive the god into your kingdom
pour libations, cover your head with ivy, join the dance!
Armed I am with love. Disarmed I am.
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drank the milk of Paradise.
Some things are great, but have little efficacy in them, but this mercy is a cordial to your drooping spirits;
Be Still My Heart while God is Healing me inside
In vain doth valour bleed, While Avarice and Rapine share the land.
Let your thoughts be psalms, your prayers incense, and your breath praise.
Whoever digs at verse must renounce all idols; he has to break with everything.
He cannot have truth for his horizon, or the future as his element, for he has no right to hope. He
has, on the contrary, to despair. Whoever delves into verse dies; he encounters his death as an
abyss.
You carve wounds upon my flesh and write there in salt!
God's the seamtress that tailor-fitted my pain yo I got scriptures in my brain I can spit at yo dane straight the good book, look, niggas is shook 50 fear no man, warrior swing swords like conana
My verse
has brought me
no roubles to spare:
no craftsmen have made
mahogany chairs for my house.
Count your salted wounds then name them
like the stars of a bright constellation
Count your scars and bruises then give them
the wings of forgiveness to fly
O Lord, Thy Word, heals my wounds.
Fill my mouth with the accuracy and potency of Your word and Spirit that I may make war through prayer with swift precision (Psalm 144:1).
Pour forth thy fervors for a healthful mind,
Obedient passions, and a will resigned
There is a balm in Gilead," she read from the back, "to make the wounded whole - " "There's power enough in Heaven / To cure a sin-sick soul.
Skilled verse is the work of a profound skeptic.
Come and let the healing, cleansing rays of Calvary play upon your hearts until the very seed of evil is sterilized.
Commit thy works unto the Lord, and thy thoughts shall be established (Psalms 16:3).
I've been writing verses
For 60 years ... phew!
And d'yer know why I did it?
T'was especially for you
It is from your hands that Our Lord, in the person of the sick, seeks relief.
Be steady. Make ready. Keep your eyes, and ears, and tongues on fast so that your hearts may know that holy hunger which, once appeased, leaves you forever full. You
Short prayer pierceth heaven.
Preacher, keep your knees on the ground & your eyes on the throne.
Patience, piety, and salutary knowledge spring up and ripen under the harrow of affliction; before there is wine or oil, the grape must be trodden and the oil pressed.
Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.
I have taken a terrible beating from the truth and feel tamed, wise and desperate, as if I had taken a short route to wisdom through a mirror, and cut myself badly on it as I passed through.
Marinate in your own being, grow in your wisdom, mature in understanding, be firm in your conviction, be strong in your Self.
I am saved. I am redeemed.
Feed him ye must, whose food fills you.
And that this pleasure is like raine,
Not sent ye for to drowne your paine,
But for to make it spring againe.
Blood, pain and an all-surpassing lust for one man settled so deeply into his bones, the need had become part of him. Bottomless, like the touch he craved. Vadim.
Oh, come, Divine Physician, and bind up every broken bone. Come with Thy sacred nard which Thou hast compounded of Thine own heart's blood, and lay it home to the wounded conscience and let it feel its power. Oh! Give peace to those whose conscience is like the troubled sea which cannot rest.
Heaven know its time; the bullet has its billet
Sing these songs, and they will renew you from head to toe, from heart to mind. Pray these poems, and they will sustain you on the long, hard but exhilarating road of Christian discipleship.
In the wounds our sufferings plough immortal love sows sovereign seed.
With the farming of a verse
Make a vineyard of the curse
At the cry of a new born salt is being sprinkle at the wound of a barren woman
God's Word, when rightly expounded, is medicinal for a whole host of spiritual diseases.
When you are composing a verse, let there not be a hair's breadth separating your mind from what you write. Quickly say what is in your mind; never hesitate a moment.
In sober mornings do not thou rehearse
The holy incantation of a verse
Hunger for God's Word like food. Thirst for it like water. Soak in it like a jacuzzi. Put it on like a garment. Weave it into your soul so that it becomes part of the fabric of your life. When you do, you won't just be trudging up the trail. You will be dancing in the footlights.
Sometimes you're taken into troubled waters not to drown but to be cleansed
A healer of others, himself diseased.
The words of healing restore the wounded soul.
The first time I ever felt the necessity or inevitableness of verse, was in the desire to reproduce the peculiar quality of feeling which is induced by the flat spaces and wide horizons of the virgin prairie of western Canada.
And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse
Amidst the dust of bookshops, wide dispersed
And never purchased there by anyone,
Yet similar to precious wines, my verse can wait
Its time will come.
Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by.
Wait on the Lord, and be of good cheer, and he shall strengthen thy heart; wait, I say, on the Lord.
In health the flesh is graced, the holy enters the world.
Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother
About one vice and fall into another.
Making verses is almost as common as taking snuff, and God can tell what miserable stuff people carry about in their pockets, and offer to all their acquaintances, and you know one cannot refuse reading and taking a pinch.
Lord, look down on Thy Servant!
Bad things have come to pass.
There is no heat in the midday sun, nor health in the wayside grass.
His bones are full of an old disease - his torments run and increase.
Lord, make haste with Thy Lightning and grant him a quick release!
I'm a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I'll rise and fight again.
In Fellowship; alone To God, with Faith, draw near, Approach His Courts, besiege His Throne With all the power of Prayer.
Truth shines the brighter clad in verse.
In vain will you fly from one vice if in your wilfulness you embrace another.
O Lord, Thy Word, strengthens my spirit.
Come, let us return to the Lord; for he has torn, that he may heal us; he has stricken, and he will bind us up. HOSEA 6 : 1
Strengthen in us, O God, the work You have begun in us.
Just as water is the only thing that can relieve thirst in the desert, the provision of God's Word is the only thing that can satisfy our spiritual thirst.
The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
I am reassured to know that the straightness of my grain is not a precondition of usefulness to God. And I am humbled to see that out of the twistedness of my wounds, he designs for me a special place of service.
Blessed is the man [1] who a walks not in b the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in c the way of sinners, nor d sits in e the seat of f scoffers; 2 but his g delight is in the law [2] of the LORD, and on his h law he meditates day and night.
For you s bless the righteous, O LORD; you t cover him with favor as with u a shield.
Purify thy sacred soul.
If ever thou gavest hosen or shoon Then every night and all Sit thou down and put them on And Christ receive thy soul This
Seek awaken in the inner spirit.
Lord make me satisfied with small things. Make me content to live on the outside of life. God make me love the rind!
Renew your mind by washing it with truth: God's Word.
O Lord, Thy Word, revive my soul.
Wander with intent
into a garden glorious.
Walk with double brisk
upon edenic paths.
Flee the cursing fear
that lights upon your eye.
Seize the twisted dream
that strangles earth and sky.
May the Lord heal every sick soul.
In a dry and thirsty land, my soul thirsts for the living God, the living water.
Today is what the Lord has prepared you for.
When men's hearts are melted under the preaching of the word, or by sickness, or the loss of friends, believers should be very eager to stamp the truth upon the prepared mind. Such opportunities are to be seized with holy eagerness.
Faithful are the wounds of a friend
Let your eye be chaste, your hand faithful, your tongue truthful and your heart enlightened.
On faith's battered back calm eyes etch prayers that cool a nation's hot rage.
Blessed be the discipline which makes me reach out my soul's roots into closer union with Jesus! Blessed be the dews of the Spirit which keep my leaf ever green! Blessed be the trials which shake down the ripe, golden fruits from the branches.
In the synagogue of my heart ...
I myself jail and the jailed, I go wounded, bite-marked
Relish the fresh landscape of my wound, break rushes and delicate rivulets, drink blood poured on honeyed thigh.
Don't live a day without your spiritual nourishment; mediation on the word of God.
Hit me with spit on the wounds.
One mark of good verse is surprise
Bidden or unbidden, God is present.
God has equipped me for battle, and is by my side leading me to victory.
Work in the theater sharpened my verse and my cinema.
Do not fight the thing in detail: turn from it. Look ONLY at your Lord. Sing. Read. Work.
You know how stupid and weak I am: teach me and heal me.
JAM4.10 Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and he shall lift you up.
For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.
Our worldly wisdom has made us calloused and hard. Our natural wisdom, as the Scriptures teach, comes not from God, but is earthly, sensual, and devilish.
Aid the dawning, tongue and pen; Aid it, hopes of honest men!
Invoke often! Inflame thyself with prayer!
The man who prays grows, and the muscles of the soul swell from this whipcord to iron bands.
Let whatsoever will or can befall me, I will surely cleave by my sweet Savior Christ Jesus, for in Him am I baptized; I can neither do nor know anything but only what He has taught me.
But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.
Throw away thy rod, throw away thy wrath; O my God, take the gentle path.