Jealousy poems

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Love Thy Neighbor

© Gary R. Ferris

It leads to peace, happiness, and long life too.
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Honor your father and mother all of your life,

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Meditation On Saviors

© Robinson Jeffers

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When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element
and smelt it like water,
Life is become less lovely, the net nearer than the skin, a
little troublesome, a little terrible.

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Psalm LXXIV: Will God For Ever Cast Us Off?

© Isaac Watts

Will God for ever east us off?
His wrath for ever smoke
Against the people of' his love,
His little chosen flock?

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Psalm 74

© Isaac Watts

Will God for ever cast us off?
His wrath for ever smoke
Against the people of his love,
His little chosen flock?

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Psalm 101

© Isaac Watts

Mercy and judgment are my song;
And since they both to thee belong,
My gracious God, my righteous King,
To thee my songs and vows I bring.

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Hymn 167

© Isaac Watts

Great God! thy glories shall employ
My holy fear, my humble joy;
My lips in songs of honor bring
Their tribute to th' eternal King.

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Hymn 166

© Isaac Watts

How shall I praise th' eternal God,
That infinite Unknown?
Who can ascend his high abode,
Or venture near his throne?

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Hiawatha's Childhood

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Downward through the evening twilight,
In the days that are forgotten,
In the unremembered ages,
From the full moon fell Nokomis,

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There is a flower that Bees prefer

© Emily Dickinson

There is a flower that Bees prefer --
And Butterflies -- desire --
To gain the Purple Democrat
The Humming Bird -- aspire --

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The last Night that She lived

© Emily Dickinson

The last Night that She lived
It was a Common Night
Except the Dying -- this to Us
Made Nature different

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So proud she was to die

© Emily Dickinson

So proud she was to die
It made us all ashamed
That what we cherished, so unknown
To her desire seemed --