Tune: St Timothy
('O Holy Ghost, they people bless')
Psalm 100
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Make to the LORD a joyful sound
Let praises here abound
All you lands, all the earth worship
Serve Him in deed and lip* (*words)
Serve Him with gladness, come before
His presence assured, sure
Know you that the LORD He God be
Throughout eternity
It is He that has made us, we
Have not made ourselves, see
We are His people, we His sheep
In His fold He us keeps
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: November 3rd, 2021 03:27
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.86. metre. A 'shortie'. Digit (finger) slipped, and pressed 'exit' before saving a longer poem. Doh!
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments6
Very beautiful
And the last lines so true
Thanks S.
Miss Berles is a serene server - she's an unobtrusive waitress. Nice one O.
Thanks M. lol. Ahh, you seen her again? I wondered where she had go to.
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
The last stanza... What a surrender!
Thanks Garth. Yes - baaa - I'm a sheep! heehee.
I was gonna say give that finger of yours a pat on the back but would you believe it, I was just getting into the swing of it ................... Neville
The last line killed it for me..... children born handicapped - innocents delivered "in his fold" and people are so blind they worship that omnipotent god.
A god apparently clever enough to create the world in 6 days but unable to control the weather from killing people. Fantasy.
I suppose there's the thing of sheep being silly, and following each other whatever may happen.
I don't know how I would feel, or what I would believe, if I had 'special needs' or had any children with them.
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