Quotes about snares, page 4
The Queen Of Query
So necessary
So stubborn so mule-like so carrot-like very
The queen of query
So dangerous daring
Quest artillery
Quest snares unleash
Shoes unnecessary
Stumble to reach
The truth so much very
The queen of query
Will you me marry
I’m dazzled I’m puzzled
By your bravery
The queen of query
We will be merry
Once riffled and shot so so much very
Conclusion:
Questions die out
Before the first shout
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The Immense, Poignant Beauty
Don’t go downward
Into dark sunless thoughts;
Don’t remove tenderness
From your plans
Or from your heart;
Don’t be afraid
Of being fragile and child-like
As you wind your way
Through minefields and snares
Along prickly emotional paths
Of the social landscape.
It is impossible to escape
Loneliness and heartbreak,
But you have to celebrate
The immense, poignant beauty
Of your fears, flaws, and mistakes;
You have to relish every avenue
Your human life does take.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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To Olivia
I fear to love thee, Sweet, because
Love's the ambassador of loss;
White flake of childhood, clinging so
To my soiled raiment, thy shy snow
At tenderest touch will shrink and go.
Love me not, delightful child.
My heart, by many snares beguiled,
Has grown timorous and wild.
It would fear thee not at all,
Wert thou not so harmless-small.
Because thy arrows, not yet dire,
Are still unbarbed with destined fire,
I fear thee more than hadst thou stood
Full-panoplied in womanhood.
poem by Francis Thompson
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Psalm 119 part 17
Courage and perseverance under persecution.
ver. 143, 28
When pain and anguish seize me, Lord,
All my support is from thy word:
My soul dissolves for heaviness;
Uphold me with thy strength'ning grace.
ver. 51,69,110
The proud have framed their scoffs and lies,
They watch my feet with envious eyes,
And tempt my soul to snares and sin,
Yet thy commands I ne'er decline.
ver. 161,78
They hate me, Lord, without a cause,
They hate to see me love thy laws;
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poem by Isaac Watts
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Wilderness Salvation Ministries For Lost Sheep
Wise men versed already know
God moves in mysterious ways
any great work any human may do
exhibits worships hand of God if endures.
Therefore though priests are steeped versed
in God's mysterious revelations recorded ways
Biblical instructive records of works of Holy Trinity
why is their faith so slow to contemporary recognize
voice still working calling in the wilderness?
God has lost sheep in wilderness are shepherds
who risk desert snares to save lost sheep angels rejoice
not all are called to church security blessed also are other ministries.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Rain Dances
When rain dances steps of silver
In unseen ballet shoes
Hazy sunshine lights the fuse
Of waiting Autumn hues.
As darkness snares us sooner
The light is strictly lunar
yet I see you burning bright
By window in candlelight.
As Summers' body changes
Morning mist arranges
Orchards to explode
In colour with sweetest scent
Where lonely traveller rode
And rain dances came and went.
Yes, the season still remains
When August hands the reins
To the grower of the grains
To welcome harvest for his pains.
We all reap what was sown
What you give is what you own
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poem by Kevin East
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Sonnet- God Cares For The Upright
The blissful thing in life is I’m a Bard!
The sad thing is I am unmatched to all;
The natural thing is I attack them hard;
The words I write are writings on the wall!
The corrupt world still tries to control me;
It tries its best to trouble me at job;
My Guide is God who gives me harmony;
He protects me from every frenzied mob.
The present age favours the wily few;
Good work is done despite many travails;
The world order will get reset anew;
But righteousness and truth always prevails.
The evil die smothered by their own snares;
For Upright ones, the Maker always cares.
poem by John Celes
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Psalm 97 part 3
Grace and glory.
Th' Almighty reigns exalted high
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky;
Though clouds and darkness veil his feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-seat.
O ye that love his holy name,
Hate every work of sin and shame;
He guards the souls of all his friends,
And from the snares of hell defends.
Immortal light and joys unknown
Are for the saints in darkness sown
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise,
And the bright harvest bless our eyes.
Rejoice, ye righteous, and record
The sacred honors of the Lord:
None but the soul that feels his grace
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poem by Isaac Watts
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Sonnet: God Abhors Evil
Why do you worry of the morrow, man?
God does all things and truth can never fail;
Let evil-doers howsoever plan;
They cannot climb but fall into the dale.
The wicked get ensnared in their own snares;
The rope that’s long God-given is then cut;
And when their downfall comes, none feels nor cares;
There is a tensile strength in any gut!
The ways of God are strange but very sure;
He fields the righteous men who never die;
The evil minds are diseased, without cure,
And die a death suddenly, like a fly!
If you can’t fight an evil brain, don’t cry!
But God will do it surely; you just try.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: When God is Angered…
The Lord protects His righteous souls always;
The Hand of God will be against their foes;
He keenly watches them with intent gaze;
He knows the time to mitigate their woes!
The Lord cannot forsake His beloved ones;
The God of goodness waits most patiently;
His angry face is brighter than all suns!
He heals the wounded upright hearts, gently!
The wrath of God destroys the wicked men,
And traps the evil minds in their own snares;
God helps the righteous with wisdom and ken;
To challenge God in fury, no one dares.
No one dare break the covenant of God;
The sinful souls can soon expect His rod.
poem by John Celes
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