Religion poems

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Ode Written On The First Of December

© Robert Southey

Tho' now no more the musing ear
Delights to listen to the breeze
That lingers o'er the green wood shade,
I love thee Winter! well.

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Cassandra

© Robinson Jeffers

The mad girl with the staring eyes and long white fingers
Hooked in the stones of the wall,
The storm-wrack hair and screeching mouth: does it matter, Cassandra,
Whether the people believe

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Psalm LXXIII: Now I'm Convinced the Lord Is Kind

© Isaac Watts

Now I 'm convinced the Lord is kind
To men of heart sincere;
Yet once my foolish thoughts repined,
And bordered on despair.

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Psalm 85 part 2

© Isaac Watts

v.9ff
L. M.
Salvation by Christ.

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Psalm 14 part 1

© Isaac Watts

Fools in their heart believe and say
"That all religion's vain;
There is no God that reigns on high,
Or minds th' affairs of men."

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Hymn 134

© Isaac Watts

Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews,
And nobler speech, that angels use,
If love be absent, I am found,
Like tinkling brass, an empty sound.

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Hymn 133

© Isaac Watts

Let Pharisees of high esteem
Their faith and zeal declare,
All their religion is a dream,
If love be wanting there.

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Hymn 132

© Isaac Watts

O let our lips and lives express
The holy gospel we profess;
So let our works and virtues shine,
To prove the doctrine all divine.

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Examples of Early Piety

© Isaac Watts

What blest examples do I find
Writ in the Word of Truth
Of children that began to mind
Religion in their youth!

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Melancholia

© Charles Bukowski

the history of melancholia
includes all of us.
me, I writhe in dirty sheets
while staring at blue walls

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Nuremberg

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands
Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient,
stands.

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Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision.

© Emily Dickinson

Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision.
The channel of the dust who once achieves
Invalidates the balm of that religion
That doubts as fervently as it believes.

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Walking With Angels

© Emanuel Xavier

AIDS
knows the condom wrapped penetration
of strangers and lovers, deep inside
only a tear away from risk