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Bury me in my cash-box
Now I Lay Me Down to Weep
Foot in mouth disease
Knock-knock
Psssst!
Graduation - Summa Cum Laude!
Parent:potter :: Child:clay
Renewel
From crown of thorns to crown of Gold

Bury me in my cash-box

I have wasted nothing. O Lord, I have saved,
Saved, put by in a goodly hoard.
What of the spendthrifts? Judge them Lord --
Their wanton waste of they mercies poured
Into the sewers. So wasteful!
Judge them Lord in Thy righteous wrath.

I have saved, O Lord, I have scraped and saved,
With my eyes downbent to my daily path;
I have counted and carried, checked and stored,
Nothing too worthless, nothing too small,
Never a fragment thrown away --
A gainful use I have found for all.

But what is my store? Do they call this Death --
This poignant insight? At last I see!
I have wasted nothing, O Lord, but... Life,
Time, and the talent Thou gavest me.
"The Miser" by Laura Bell Everett

 

The ground of a certain rich man yielded plentifully.
And the rich man said to himself:
"What shall I do,
Since I have no more room to store my crops?
I will do this --
I will pull down my barns and build greater,
And there I will store all my crops and my goods.
And I will say to my soul...
Soul, you have many goods laid up for many years.
Take your ease! Eat, drink, and be merry! "

But God said to him,
"Fool! This night your soul will be required of you;
Then whose will those things be which you have provided?"

So is he who lays up treasure for himself,
And is not rich toward God.
Luke 12.16-21

Now I Lay Me Down to Weep

Once ran my prayer as runs the brook
O'er pebbles and through sunny meads;
No pain my inmost spirit shook,
Words broke in shallows of small needs.

But now the shadows on me lie,
Deep-cut the channel of the years;
And prayer is but a sobbing cry
Through whitened lips and falling tears.

Not glibly, but with broken speech,
O God, my God, I pray to Thee;
Enough! if now I may beseech,
Be merciful, O God, to me!
"Be Merciful" by John T. McFarland

 

Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by?
Behold and see if there is any sorrow
Like my sorrow which is done to me,
With which the LORD has afflicted me
In the day of His fierce anger.

...The joy of our heart has ceased.
Our dance has turned into mourning.
The crown has fallen from our head.
Woe to us, for we have sinned!
Because of this our heart is faint.
Because of these things our eyes grow dim.
Lam 1.12; 5.15-17

Foot in mouth disease

Remember -- 3 things come not back:
The arrow sent upon its track --
It will not swerve, it will not stay
Its speed; it flies to wound or slay.

The spoken word so soon forgot
By thee; but it has perished not;
In other hearts 'tis living still
And doing work for good or ill.

And the lost opportunity
That cometh back no more to thee,
In vain thou weepest, in vain dost yearn,
Those 3 will never more return.

 

Every kind of beast and bird,
Of reptile and creature of the sea,
Is tamed and has been tamed by mankind.

But no one can tame the tongue.
It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison.
With it we bless our God and Father,
And with it we curse men,
Who have been made in the image of God.

Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing.
My brethren, these things ought not to be so.
James 3.7-10

Knock-knock

1-
Ask and it shall be given to you.
Seek and you shall find.
Knock and it shall be opened to you.

For each one who asks receives;
And he who seeks finds;
And to him who knocks, it shall be opened.
Mt 7.7-8

2- Ask and it shall be given.
Ask --- ask.
And if you ask a stone
Expect not bread.
And if the stone glitters like a caught star,
And shines on a warm, soft breast,
And you have tossed your soul away
To see it in that nest,
Yet is it still a stone -- not bread.

Seek and you shall find.
Seek --- seek.
And if you go to the crowded street
Look not to find the hills.
And if the shops sit gay along the way,
And laughter fills the air,
Still -- you have lost the hills.

 

3- Knock and the door shall open.
Knock --- knock.
TWO doors are there, choose well.
Think before you knock;
Your tapping finger will unlock
Your heaven or your hell.
"Choice" by Ellen Coit Elliott

 

4- {God said..}
I call Heaven and earth to record today against you.
I have set before you life and death,
Blessing and cursing.

Therefore, choose life,
So that both you and your seed may live,
So that you may love the LORD your God,
And that you may obey His voice,
And that you may cling to Him.
For He is your life and the length of your days...
Deu 30.19-20a

Psssst!

I know a soul that is steeped in sin,
That no man's art can cure;
But I know a Name, a Name, a Name,
That can make that soul all pure.

I know a life that is lost to God,
Bound down by things of earth;
But I know a Name, a Name, a Name,
That can bring that soul new birth.

I know of lands that are sunk in shame,
Of hearts that faint and tire;
But I know a Name, a Name, a Name,
That can set those lands on fire.
Its sound is a brand, its letters flame,
I know a Name, a Name, a Name,
That will set those lands on fire.
"I Know a Name" by Anon

 

The virgin will bring forth a Son,
And you shall call His name JESUS,
For He will save His people
From their sins.

Nor is there salvation in any other,
For there is no other name under heaven,
Given among men,
By which we must be saved.

To Him all the prophets witness that,
Through His name,
Whoever believes in Him
Will receive remission of sins.
Mt 1.21; Acts 4.12, Acts 10.43

Graduation - Summa Cum Laude!

To live is Christ.
To die is gain.
...What I shall choose I cannot tell.
For I am hard pressed between the two,
Having a desire to depart and be with Christ,
Which is far better.

I am already being poured out as a drink offering. The time of my departure is at hand.
I have fought the good fight,
I have finished the race,
I have kept the faith.

"I am to be gathered to my people;
Bury me with my fathers..."

Phil 1.21, 1.23; 2 Tim 4.6-7; Gen 49.29a

 

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger,
A-trav'ling through this world of woe,
But there's no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright land to which I go.

I'm going there to see my father,
I'm going there no more to roam,
I'm just a-going over Jordan ,
I'm just a-going over home.

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger,
A-trav'ling through this world of woe,
But there's no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright land to which I go.

I'm going there to see my mother,
She said she'd meet me when I come,
I'm just a-going over Jordan ,
I'm just a-going over home.
"Poor Wayfaring Stranger" by Anon

Parent:potter :: Child:clay

I took a piece of plastic clay
And idly fashioned it one day,
And as my fingers pressed it still,
It moved and yielded to my will.

I came again when days were past --
The bit of clay was hard at last;
The form I gave it, it still bore,
But I could change that form no more.

I took a piece of living clay
And gently formed it day by day,
And moulded with my power and art
A young child's soft and yielding heart.

I came again when years were gone --
It was a man I looked upon;
He still that early impress wore,
And I could change him nevermore.
"A Piece of Clay" by anon

 

Train up a child in the way he should go,
And when he is old he will not depart from it>

Do not provoke your children to wrath,
But bring them up
In the training and admonition of the Lord>

And these words which I command you today
Shall be in your heart.
You shall teach them diligently to your children.
You shall talk of them when you sit in your house, When you walk by the way,
When you lie down,
And when you rise up.
Proverbs 22.6
Ephesians 6.4-b
Deuteronomy 6.6-7

Renewel

What is the Old Year? 'Tis a book
On which we backward sadly look,
Not willing quite to see it close,
For leaves of violet and rose
Within its heart are thickly strewn,
Marking love's dawn and golden noon;
And turned-down pages, noting days
Dimly recalled through Memory's haze.

And tear-stained pages, too, that tell
Of starless nights and mournful knell
Of bells tolling through trouble's air
The *De Profundis* of depair --
The laugh, the tear, the shine, the shade,
All 'twixt the covers gently laid;
No uncut leaves; no page unscanned;
Close it and lay it in God's hand.
"The Old Year" by Clarence Urmy

 

Concerning your former conduct,
Put off your "old self"
That has been corrupted by deceitful lusts.

Be renewed in the spirit of your mind.
Put on your "new self"
Which was created in God's likeness,
In righteousness and holiness of truth.
Ephesians 4.22-24

From crown of thorns...
To crown of Gold

1-Gold and frankincense and myrrh,
Lord, they brought to Thee;
And myrrh was death, and incense prayer,
And gold was victory.
But first is last, as last was first;
The myrrh they gave Thee in Thy thirst
Upon the tree.

And through the solemn centuries
The prayers of saints have risen
From hearth and chancel, crypt and tomb,
From pyre, and from prison.

2-Behold, the star which they had seen in the East
went before them,
Till it came and stood over where the young Child was.
When they saw the star,
They rejoiced with exceedingly great joy.
And when they had come into the house,
They saw the young Child with Mary His mother,
And fell down and worshiped Him.
And when they had opened their treasures,
They presented gifts to Him:
Gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
Mt 2.9b-11

3-Now never was the mystic power
Of the gold fulfilled;
Yet draweth on the mighty hour
By the Father willed
When every knee shall bow to Thee
Who on the cross was lift,
And every tongue acclaim Thee king;
This is the golden gift.
"Three Gifts" by Edward Judson Hanna

 

4-Therefore, God has highly exalted Him
And given Him the name which is above every name,
That at the name of Jesus
Every knee should bow,
And every tongue confess
That Jesus Christ is Lord,
To the glory of God the Father.
Philippians 2.9, 2.10a, 2.11


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