The Living And The Lifeless

orchidee



Tune: St Timothy

('O Holy Ghost, thy people bless')

Psalm 115 v.1-8

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Not unto us, O Lord, not to

Us, but glory to you

Unto your name, for your mercy

And truth which ever be

 

Why should the nations say, Where is

Now their God? Show us this

But we show that you our God be

Living eternally

 

Our God is in the heavens, and

Has so done by His hand* (*His Spirit)

Whatever He has pleased, and none

Can gainsay it, not one

 

The nation's idols silver be

And gold their treasury

The works of men's hands, mouths have they

But speak not any day

 

Eyes they have, but they do not see

Ears too, but completely

Hear not, and they have hands, but they

Are inactive alway

 

Noses they have, but they not smell

No scentings can they tell

Feet they have, but they do not walk

Have mouths, but do not talk

 

They that make idols are like them

They lifeless among men* (*mankind)

So are they that trust in them, though

We the living God know

 

 

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 26th, 2025 04:05
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 22
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    This one a hymn and poem of proclamation it rings out in rhyme. Very nicely done Orchi loved it

    • orchidee

      Thank you SB. Did you think the theme refer to folk entering some churches - but not all churches?! We might feel like yelling 'Anyone alive in 'ere?' But then they would boot us out! lol.

      • sorenbarrett

        You're welcome Orchi yes indeed as a kid I would look around and see everyone sleeping in the pews and even my father needing to be poked once in a while when he snored. (He would start and say "what are you doing I was just concentrating") People would only wake up to sing the hymns and we called them resurrection songs because they would wake the dead.

      • Katie B.

        Well written, powerful. I enjoyed reading it.

        • orchidee

          Thank you K.

        • Katie B.

        • Paul Bell

          The best part of church is definitely the hymns.
          The sinning part where they shout, and you always think it's you they're pointing too, is a bit off-putting.
          Glad I've got god on my side.

          • orchidee

            Thank you Paul. Yes, there are literal Bible-bashers - some preachers, that is. I'm not keen on 'altar calls' as in 'Come out to the front if you want a prayer, or whatever'.

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Great job Orchi! By the title, I thought you were differentiating between gluggers and knitters if you catch my...never mind! 🤣

            • orchidee

              Thank you T. Popeye & Co could take over and become obsessions! Oops. lol.

              • Tristan Robert Lange

                LOL! I think they may already have! LOL! 😂

              • Thomas W Case

                Beauty

                • orchidee

                  Thank you Tom.

                • Doggerel Dave

                  When I were young, I worked with an old bloke who summed up nicely far too many of the people around with the dismissal "They're dead but they won't lie down".

                  • orchidee

                    Doh! Why they say to me - 'Since when were you alive, Sir Orchi NS?' lol.

                    • Doggerel Dave

                      Now you have shot off into the realm of awkward improbability, orchi old chap.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Good one Orchi.

                      • orchidee

                        Thank you Gold.

                      • NafisaSB

                        well done..it resonates with one and all...

                        • orchidee

                          Thank you N.

                          • NafisaSB

                            most welcome.



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