Tune: North Coates
('O my Saviour, lifted')
Psalm 131
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Lord, my heart not haughty
Not proud, boasting, see
And my eyes not lofty
Unconceited be
I not exercise me
Nor my concern be
In great matters that are
Too high or too far
Nor things [of] difficulty
Nor [of] profundity
But have behaved, quieted
My soul, by you balmed
It like a child who weaned
Of its mother, gleaned
Calm and peace, so hope sure
In the Lord e'ermore
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: September 20th, 2023 02:10
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 6.5.6.5.
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 16
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Comments4
Is there such a thing? Childlike faith? 💖
Well, yes, I think so - but not child-ish!
I have no faith in KP, never have had. I wish she wouldn't keep putting her faith in summat else. She says 'In botox we trust!' 😁
lol have a great day Mr Orchidear 💖
What was that we said before: 'Cabbages to lead us forever - The Cabbage Party!' lol.
LoL 💖
Yep, that's strong faith you have there! heehee.
It may just be that over time you have gathered that I'm not much into religion, prayers or God,
But there's something really simple and, clear which got to me with this one.
Enjoyed very much, orchi.
Thanks D.
this is a fine hymn poem in 6.5.6.5.
Thanks N. Yep, bingo!
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
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