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" SONETA INDONESIA - Indonesian Sonnet"

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Blessed spirit of gentle poetry Arranger of words that provides meaning By whom human thoughts proceed in writing To comfort mankind with its own story Speak kindly today with splendoured beauty Amidst the sense of hopeless despairing Over the follies of human making Which have robbed the world its civility By poetic excellence through and through May the joy in every soul be restored And its vision for living be revived By poetic revelation so. Gracefully written in its entirety A sonnet is a poetry of ...

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Vine and Fig: The Forest

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Tuesday, July 28, 2015. The forest is electric now,. With trunks of steel. The soft imprint of children's climb. The children are electric, too,. With thumbs that brush. The pages in electric books. But grandpa still is real today,. And arms to hold. The child who dares to touch, to feel. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe To Vine and Fig. E-Sword - Wonderful. Downloadable. ESV Bible - Excellent translation. Can save your notes. Let My People Read.

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Vine and Fig: March 2015

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Saturday, March 28, 2015. The end is bitter. The end is sweet. He's gone forever,. His Lord to meet. We'll not be grieving. He'll be made new. Our hearts are aching. And yet we'll cope-. Despite such taking,. We're filled with hope. In our deep sorrow. Life from the dead. For if we have been united with him. That is, with Jesus Christ] in a death like his, we shall certainly be united with him in a resurrection like his. Monday, March 23, 2015. O, To Know You!

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Vine and Fig: April 2015

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. Dark and darker skies. Trouble this way lies. Brace before the storm. Fierce and driving,. But we're safe and warm. Behold, these are but the outskirts of his ways, and how small a whisper do we hear of him! But the thunder of his power who can understand? Saturday, April 18, 2015. Father, take my strongest longings. And re-shape them as you will. Keep your kingdom coming, dawning. Bend me. Break me. Use me still. Let me one more begin.

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Vine and Fig: May 2015

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Monday, May 25, 2015. Do You Love Me More Than These? Jesus questioned Simon once,. Do you love me more than these? Peter’s answer became clear:. Yes, he loved his Lord the most,. But I sometimes love my fish. Lord, you’ve seen my misplaced love—. Love for wealth and earth’s success,. Love for food, a belly-full. Love for signs, not just my Lord. Love for shiny, dying fish. Burn away that fishy love. Let me feed the lambs you love. Sunday, May 17, 2015. This ...

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Vine and Fig: Not By My Works

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Monday, August 10, 2015. Not By My Works. All my works could never buy. A crumb of what you offer. Freely as a gift of grace. To all who trust the Savior. Lord, you knew my weight of guilt. And gave your Son to bear it. Now it's gone, and I am free. To serve you, clean, forever. Why your love extends to me. Is more than I can fathom. I just praise you day by day. And marvel at your mercy. 1 Timothy 1:15 ESV). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Not By My Works.

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Vine and Fig: August 2015

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Tuesday, August 25, 2015. The Last, Best Word. Long ago, as you know,. God's own word had been heard. Many ways, many days-. Words divine, line by line. Through God's men. That was then. Time's fulfilled, as God willed. One last Word has been heard,. And that one is God's Son. Whom God's called heir of all. He is best. All the rest. Will not do. Christ makes new. God, after He spoke long ago. To the fathers in the prophets. In many portions and in many ways,.

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Vine and Fig: Hidden Treasure

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Sunday, July 05, 2015. I wonder and I ponder, Lord. How mysteries so bright. Lie hidden in your holy word-. Yet just beyond our sight. We'll never see them while our eyes. Are blinded by our sin. Unblind us, Lord, and we will prize. Its treasures deep within. Therefore, laying aside all malice, all deceit, hypocrisy, envy, and all evil speaking, as newborn babes, desire the pure milk of the word. 1 Peter 2:1-3 NKJV. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Colle...

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Vine and Fig: January 2015

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Wednesday, January 28, 2015. I am not so very strong. Left alone, I won't last long. Yet I'm still not doomed to fail. Through Christ Jesus, I'll prevail. He's the Savior, strong and sure,. Keeping all his flock secure. He can catch me if I fall;. Make me clean, so I'll stand tall. By him, I'm restored-. So I celebrate my Lord. Tonight I heard my friend Blake Johnson preach an excellent sermon on John 16:29-33. Sunday, January 25, 2015. Our confession of sins.

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Vine and Fig: December 2014

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Original Christian poems plus other comments. Sunday, December 28, 2014. Jesus, thaw my frozen heart. Bring ablaze each hidden part. Change my often dullish thought:. Make me love you as I ought. And I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit I will put within you. And I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh and give you a heart of flesh. Saturday, December 20, 2014. Painting by Corot: Old Man on Trunk. The Bible tells in Luke 2 of Simeon. Waiting. Waiting. Years of waiting. You'll be welcome...