Thank you, Lord, for giving
The great, great grace of God.
Thank you, Lord, for living
Among us on sea and sod.
And thank you, Lord, for sieving
Out the sinful, from the merely odd.
1/26/07
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Thank God!
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Thank God for the influence of holy women
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Thank God for the influence
of holy women.
Wives, daughters, STAY pure,
holy, joyful, AND modest.
– 9/2/12
Thank God!
Posted in poem, uncategorized, tagged Thank God on January 26, 2011| Leave a Comment »
Thank you, Lord, for giving
The great, great grace of God.
Thank you, Lord, for living
Among us on sea and sod.
Thank you, Lord, for sieving
Out the sinful, from the merely odd.
– eab, 1/26/07
Here OR There
Posted in opposing wrong, philosophy, worship, tagged arena, ball, bodies and souls are never sold, buildings spacious, check, checking account, count, disappointed, fast car, favorite, favorite car, fleeting toys, folly of all, frown, fully honestly in cheapness appear, games of chance, grand glorious Day, it all stays here, must be born again, narrow way, on one gallon, one gallon, paid all taxes, paid on fees, remember, Remember it all stays here, sea song in your throat, selfish strife, serenity, short life, sleek sailboat, smile with delight, souls sold, streets of gold, survey, Thank God, the blue clear, the surveyor agrees, toys great medium or small, wild sailor’s gloat, wind in your hair on March 26, 2009| Leave a Comment »
The next time you check, your checking account,
You smile with delight – what a fine amount,
Or you frown, disappointed at the low count,
Remember, it all stays here.
The next time you survey all the surveyor agrees,
Is yours to do with just as you please,
You’ve paid all taxes, paid on fees,
Remember, it all stays here.
The next time you sail on your sleek sailboat,
Your wind in your hair, a sea song in your throat,
Taper the glee, turn down the wild sailor’s gloat,
Remember, it all stays here.
The next time you climb into your favorite, fast car,
Or the other one that can travel on one gallon, so far,
Or the third that you polish and clean the least mar,
Remember, it all stays here.
“Here” is the place for toys great, medium, or small.
“Here” is the arena for games of chance or of ball.
“Here” is the land for buildings spacious and tall.
‘Here” is were all the above stay.
There is, Thank God, beyond the blue clear.
Where the folly of all we’ve held so dear
Will fully, honestly, in cheapness appear,
And life there is one grand, glorious Day.
There is a place where streets are made of gold.
A land where bodies and souls are never sold.
The hope of the holy and at the same time, bold.
The road to such serenity is called the “Narrow Way.”
Release your hold on fleeting toys of this short life.
Give in to God, give help to men, stop selfish strife.
Take your children, your siblings, your noble wife.
“You must be born again” and friend, you also may! – eab, 3/25/08
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