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Resurrection of Arp
© Arthur James Marshall Smith
On the third day rose Arpout of the black sleeve of the tomb;he could see like a cat in the dark,but the light left him dumb.
My Little Wet Home In the Trench
© Skeyhill Tom
I've a little wet home in the trench,Which the rain-storms continually drench; Blue sky overhead, Mud and clay for a bed,And a stone that we use for a bench
Eleventh Song
© Sir Philip Sidney
"Who is it that this dark nightUnderneath my window plaineth?"It is one who from thy sightBeing, ah, exil'd, disdainethEvery other vulgar light.
Astrophel and Stella: Eleuenth Song
© Sir Philip Sidney
Who is it that this darke night,Vnderneath my window playneth?It is one who from thy sight,Being (ah) exild, disdaynethEuery other vulgar light
Astrophel and Stella: 108
© Sir Philip Sidney
When sorrow (vsing mine owne fiers might)Melts downe his lead into my boyling brest,Through that darke fornace to my heart opprest,There shines a joy from thee my only light;But soone as thought of thee breeds my delight,And my young soule flutters to thee his nest,Most rude dispaire my daily vnbidden guest,Clips streight my wings, streight wraps me in his night,And makes me then bow downe my head, and say,Ah what does Phœbus gold that wretch auaile,Whom iron doores do keepe from vse of day?So strangely (alas) thy workes in me preuaile,That in my woes for thee thou art my joy,And in my joyes for thee my onely annoy
Astrophel and Stella: 107
© Sir Philip Sidney
Stella since thou so right a Princesse artOf all the powers which life bestowes on me,That ere by them ought vndertaken be,They first resort vnto that soueraigne part;Sweete for a while giue respite to my hart,Which pants as though it still should leape to thee:And on my thoughts giue my LieftenancyTo this great cause, which needs both vse and art
Song of Solomon
© The Bible
22:001:004 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into
his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will
remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
Astrophel and Stella: 49
© Sir Philip Sidney
I on my horse, and Loue on me doth trieOur horsemanships, while by strange worke I proueA horseman to my horse, a horse to Loue;And now mans wrongs in me poore beast descrie
Astrophel and Stella: 32
© Sir Philip Sidney
Morpheus the liuely sonne of deadly sleepe,Witnesse of life to them that liuing die:A Prophet oft, and oft in historie,A Poet eke, as humours fly or creepe,Since thou in me so sure a power doest keepe,That neuer I with close vp sense do lie,But by thy worke (my Stella) I descrie,Teaching blind eyes both how to smile and weepe
Hope And Confidence In God
© The Bible
“Blessed be Jehovah, who daily carries the load for us,
The true God of our salvation.
Selah.
The true God is for us a God of saving acts;
And to Jehovah the Sovereign Lord belong the ways out from death.”—Ps. 68:19, 20.
God’s Glory And Majesty
© The Bible
“Long ago you laid the foundations of the earth itself,
And the heavens are the work of your hands.
They themselves will perish, but you yourself will keep standing;
And just like a garment they will all of them wear out.
Just like clothing you will replace them, and they will finish their turn.
But you are the same, and your own years will not be completed.”—Ps. 102:25-27.
