D. Departing
E. Earth
A. Arriving
T. To
H. Heaven or (heaven forbid) Hell.
– eab, 10/4/15
Posts Tagged ‘death’
D. E. A. T. H.
Posted in uncategorized, tagged death on October 4, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Divorce
Posted in death, eabits, holy living, opposing wrong, philosophy, the home, uncategorized, tagged death, divorce, ends with a D, heaven forbid, Make sure that stands, married on October 8, 2012| Leave a Comment »
“Married” ends with a “D.”
Make sure that stands for “Death,”
not,
heaven forbid, “Divorce.”
– eab, 10/8/12
DEATH – ONCE RARE
Posted in death, poem, prayer, uncategorized, tagged airline’s sail), “slow freight”, death, DEATH – ONCE RARE, Death follows also on my trail, death for me came near, Death had life again defied, Death the caller at ever gate., Death you WILL loose your sting, Death you will someday die, God in thy mercy, in the fall, last leaf, last leaf in the fall, meet Heaven’s smile or Its frown, my only brother, Seventeen years his tombstone, the flight up - or down, Upward always with Thee, You know how death’s tidings go, you will someday die on August 29, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Time was when one, my life had flown,
(And her, Grandma, I’d hardly known).
Death had only one beyond life’s shore;
But alas, that time is no more.
Years tocked by before another,
(He was my only brother);
Left the living for the dead.
Seventeen years his tombstone said.
Two more of my grandparents died,
(Death had life again defied)
Before school days were through,
Grisly death was no longer “new.”
Uncles, Aunts kept slipping away,
(during college, and since that day)
Until death had taken them all;
Like the last leaf in the fall.
Now, only a few days go by,
(Death, you will someday die.)
Just a few days or weeks apart,
News comes, another did depart.
Now many I have known in life,
(Most in joy – OK, a few in strife.)
Have taken the flight up – or down,
To meet Heaven’s smile or Its frown.
What once was rare, an unknown thing,
(Death, you WILL loose your sting.)
Has become too well-known of late.
Death, the caller at ever gate.
Death follows also on my trail.
(By “slow freight” or airline’s sail)
Sooner or later my friends will hear,
That death for me came near, too near.
And when that news shall quickly flow,
(You know how death’s tidings go)
God, in thy mercy, let my last flight be.
Upward, always to be with Thee.
– eab, 8/29/99
Charles Luther – birth, May 17, 1847
Posted in born today, heaven, poet American, today in history, uncategorized, tagged 1847, 1886, arouse, arouse be earnest, attended Brown University, be earnest, born this date, Charles Carroll Luther, clouds my brow, Could I but recall them, day of service, death, died 11/4/1924, empty handed, Farmingdale, give them to my Savior, journalist and lay evangelist, Long Island, MA, my dear Redeemer, my Savior saves me now, no trophy, NY, ordained a Baptist minister, saints, shrink or falter, sinning wasted, today in history, wasted, Worcester, years in sinning on May 17, 2009| Leave a Comment »
“Must I go, and empty handed,”
Thus my dear Redeemer meet?
Not one day of service give Him,
Lay no trophy at His feet?
Refrain
“Must I go, and empty handed?”
Must I meet my Savior so?
Not one soul with which to greet Him,
Must I empty handed go?
2.
Not at death I shrink or falter,
For my Savior saves me now;
But to meet Him empty handed,
Thought of that now clouds my brow.
3.
O the years in sinning wasted,
Could I but recall them now,
I would give them to my Savior,
To His will I’d gladly bow.
4.
O ye saints, arouse, be earnest,
Up and work while yet ’tis day;
Ere the night of death o’ertake thee,
Strive for souls while still you may.
Charles Carroll Luther was born this date (5/17/1847) Worcester, MA. Luther attended Brown University, and was a journalist and lay evangelist before being ordained as a Baptist minister in 1886. He died 11/4/1924 at Farmingdale, Long Island, NY.
Lean
Posted in poem, time, uncategorized, tagged As a man leaned, death, fall and depart, from this race, life will depart, mind was in place, slight tap on his heart, thump on his door on May 15, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Someday death will thump on his door.
Someday there’ll be a slight tap on his heart.
The blood pressure will increase;
And life will depart.
As a man leaned when his mind was in place,
So will he fall, and depart from this race.
– eab, May ‘00
Life – Death
Posted in eabits, Jesus Christ, tagged death, God, man, responsible for life, the Son of God on March 23, 2009| Leave a Comment »
God is responsible for man’s life –
Man is responsible for the Son of God’s death.
– eab, 3/23/09
He Is Risen!
Posted in Jesus Christ, poem, worship, tagged before Adam’s sun beamed, Christ - as dead as any man, Christ came and lived our life, Christ had a promise to keep, Christ knew sweat thirst, Christ left new grave, Christ was rejected by His own, Christians rejoice, Chrsit - sold by a disciple, death, earthly lambs, every week, forever gone is the night, He arose victorious, He was nailed to wood, His is risen, justice, lambs, Oh the glory, Oh the might, Oh the victory, one thief believes, One thief dies in sin, our last enemy death, Perfect Plan, Perfect Sacrifice, placed between two thieves, Resurrect, Romans and Jews, Rome’s seal unheeded, sinners don’t [rejoice], stone rolled, the Lord has given, wooly little sheep on March 18, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Every week the Lord has given,
A Day to remember; “His is risen!”
Christians rejoice, not just once a year,
(Sinners don’t do that, I sadly fear.)
That Christ came and lived our life,
Knew sweat, thirst, saw our strife,
Was rejected by those He called His own,
Sold by a disciple He had known,
Tried – what a “trial” it must have seemed,
Who knew Justice before Adam’s sun beamed,
He was nailed to wood, placed between two thieves,
(One dies in sin – one believes.)
Christ died as dead as any mortal man,
The Perfect Sacrifice, the Perfect Plan.
Was that all – He lived like us and died?
Had earthly lambs dying, all grief satisfied?
Death was the end for wooly little sheep;
Not for Christ – He had a promise to keep.
And keep it He did – He left that new grave.
He arose victorious, He arose man to save.
He triumphed over our last enemy, death.
His victory gives the soul spiritual breath.
Birth was necessary to have life,
Life was necessary to face dying strife,
Death was necessary to Resurrect,
Resurrect He did – Romans and Jews could detect
An empty grave, a tomb now unneeded,
A stone rolled, Rome’s seal unheeded.
Oh, the victory, Oh the glory, Oh the might.
Gone, for God’s men – forever gone is the night! – eab, 3/18/08
Life and Light
Posted in eabits, philosophy, tagged darkness, death, life, light on February 11, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Death is like darkness
– it must flee when Life and Light approaches. – eab, 2/10/09
Henry Gilmour – birth, Jan. 19, 1836
Posted in born today, Jesus Christ, today in history, worship, tagged 1836, active in the Methodist church, anchored my soul, born this date, buggy accident, burdened with sin, come to the Savior, death, dentist, fetters fell off, Haven of Rest, Henry Lake Gilmour, In Jesus I’m safe, Ireland, Jesus who’ll save whosoever, Jesus’ strong arm, Londonderry, NJ, power divine, sad exile, Savior patiently waits, tender embrace, the Lord made me whole, today in history, uncivil war on January 19, 2009| Leave a Comment »
“Haven of Rest”
My soul in sad exile was out on life’s sea,
So burdened with sin and distressed,
Till I heard a sweet voice, saying,
“Make Me your choice”;
And I entered the “Haven of Rest”!
Refrain
I’ve anchored my soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
I’ll sail the wide seas no more;
The tempest may sweep over wild, stormy, deep,
In Jesus I’m safe evermore.
I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
In faith taking hold of the Word,
My fetters fell off, and I anchored my soul;
The “Haven of Rest” is my Lord.
3.
The song of my soul, since the Lord made me whole,
Has been the old story so blest,
Of Jesus, who’ll save whosoever will have
A home in the “Haven of Rest.”
4.
How precious the thought that we all may recline,
Like John, the belovèd so blest,
On Jesus’ strong arm, where no tempest can harm,
Secure in the “Haven of Rest.”
5.
O come to the Savior, He patiently waits
To save by His power divine;
Come, anchor your soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
And say, “My Belovèd is mine.”
Henry Lake Gilmour was born this date (1/19/1836 in Londonderry, Ireland. He came to the US (sometime before the uncivil war). He was a dentist and was active in the Methodist church. His death in NJ was the result of a buggy accident.
