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Archive for November 7th, 2008

You may hate the devil without loving God;

 

          But you can’t love God without hating the devil! 

 

                                                                                                – eab, 5/1978

 

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I heard a little rustling,

A noisy sort of bustling,

On a cold November morning,

Outside my window light.

 

Then I looked into the street;

The leaves were on their feet,

Marching, marching onward; no retreat;

The wind had called the fight.

 

They’d been called on that day,

With others brown and gray,

And the mother tree that nourished them

Now couldn’t bid them nay,

As they scurried and hurried with their might. -eab, 11/1970

 

After living three falls without seeing or hearing falling leaves (Hobe Sound, Florida) was interested in the sound of wind pushed leaves on an old brick sidewalk in Paris, Ohio.  House our apartment was in, was an old stagecoach stop built when Abraham Lincoln was only 15.  

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“Softly and Tenderly Jesus Is Calling”

(1st & last stanzas)

Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling,
Calling for you and for me;
See, on the portals He’s waiting and watching,
Watching for you and for me.

O for the wonderful love He has promised,
Promised for you and for me!
Though we have sinned, He has mercy and pardon,
Pardon for you and for me.

Written (along with several other songs) by Will Lamartine Thompson born 11/7/1847, in East Liverpool, Ohio.  Will (whose dad served in the Ohio legislature) studied at Mount Union College (Ohio) and at Boston Conservatory of Music, as well as in Germany.

It is reported that when Will visited D L Moody (as Moody was dying) that Moody said, “Will, I would rather have written ‘Softly and Tenderly’ than anything I have been able to do in my whole life.”

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