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In pain you shall bring forth children
Creation
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The last of life, for which the first was made
A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot! They heard the voice of the LORD God, The creation declares the glory of God. Nothing on earth can smile but people! Flowers cannot smile; A smile is the light in the windows of the face, Laughter is day. Sobriety is night. A smile is twilight. A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance Then Jesus will say... There is no person lonelier, He wants to see the sun come out, A woman, when she is in labor, has sorrow because her hour
has come; How did you come to me, my sweet? Do you remember, sweetheart, when we
went to the zoo, In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. All things bright and beautiful, Each little flower that opens, The purple-headed mountain, The cold wind in the winter, The tall trees in the greenwood, He gave us eyes to see them, No coward soul is mine, (continued from col. 1) With wide-embracing love Your mercy, O LORD, is greater than all the heavens. Forever pour out Your gracious love unto them that know You;
Rose plot,
Fringed pool,
Fern'd grot --
The veriest school
Of peace; and yet the fool
Contends that God is not --
Not God! In gardens! when the eve is cool?
Nay, but I have a sign;
'Tis very sure God walks in mine.
"My Garden" by Thomas Edward Brown
Note- "wot" means "knows"
Walking in the garden in the cool of the day.
Genesis 3.8a
The heavens proclaim the work of His hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech.
Night after night they display knowledge.
There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out into all the earth,
Their words to the ends of the world.
Psalm 19.1-4a
Gems may flash reflected light,
But what is a diamond-flash
When compared to an eye-flash and a mirth-flash?
Smiling is a charm that even they cannot claim.
Smiling is the prerogative of people.
It is the color which love wears,
And cheerfulness, and joy -- these three.
By which the heart signifies it is at home and waiting.
A face that can't smile is like a bud that can't blossom,
And dries up on the stalk.
It hovers gently between both --
More bewitching than either.
"A smile" by Henry Ward Beecher
A merry heart does good, like medicine
Anxiety in the heart of man causes depression, But a good word makes it glad.
Prov 15.13a, 17.22a, 12.25
"I was sick and you visited Me;
I was in prison and you came to Me."
Then the righteous will answer Him, saying,
"Lord, when did we see You sick, or in prison,
And come to You?"
And Jesus will answer...
"Assuredly, I say to you,
Inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren,
You did it to Me."
based on Mt 25.34-40
Than he who lies in bed,
And must depend on others,
To be comfortable and fed,
Who never has a visitor,
To talk to him and smile,
And make the life he has to live,
A little more worthwhile.
He does not ask for magazines,
For candy, fruit, and such,
But just a friendly visit and
The words that mean so much.
In place of all the rain,
And know that someone cares about,
His trouble and his pain.
And surely somewhere out of all
The moments made for play
There must be time to call on him,
And say hello today.
"Visit the Sick" by James J. Metcalfe
But as soon as she has given birth, she no longer remembers the anguish,
For joy that a child has been born into the world.
John 16.21
From the land that no man knows?
Did Mr. Stork bring you here on his wings?
Were you born in the heart of a rose?
Did an angel fly with you down from the sky?
Were you found in a gooseberry patch?
Did a fairy bring you from fairyland
To my door -- that was left on a latch?
No -- my darling was born of a wonderful love,
A love that is Daddy's and mine.
A love that is human, but deep and profound,
A love that is almost divine.
And we saw the big bear with a grouch?
And the tigers and lions, and that tall kangaroo
That carried her babe in a pouch?
Do you remember I told you she kept them there safe
From the cold and the wind, till they grew
Big enough to take care of themselves? And, dear heart,
That's just how I first cared for you.
I carried you under my heart, my sweet,
And I sheltered you safe from alarms;
Then one wonderful day the dear God looked down,
And I snuggled you tight in my arms.
"To A Child Who Inquires" by Olga Petrova
Then God saw everything that He had made, and indeed it was very good.
Gen 1.1, 1.31
All creatures, great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning,
That brightens up the sky.
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden --
God made them every one.
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water
We gather every day.
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
"The Creation" by Cecil Frances Alexander
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life -- that in me has rest,
As I -- undying -- have power in Thee!
Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men's breasts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thine infinity;
So surely anchored on
The steadfast rock of immortality.
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates and rears.
Though earth and man were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou were left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou -- THOU art Being and Breath,
And what THOU art may never be destroyed.
"Last Lines" by Emily Bronte
Your faithfulness reaches beyond the clouds.
Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains.
Your judgments are a great deep.
O LORD, You preserve both man and beast!
How priceless is Your unfailing love, O God.
The children of men find refuge in the shadow of Your wings.
They feast on the abundance of Your house.
They drink from the river of Your delights.
For with You is the fountain of life,
And only in Your light shall we see light.
And Your righteousness to the upright in heart.
Psalm 36.5-10
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