Tune: St Timothy
('O Holy Ghost, thy people bless')
Isaiah 2 v.1-5
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It shall come to pass in last days
The Lord shall work His ways
On mount where His temple shall be
Established firm, freely
It shall be exalted, be high
All nations shall draw nigh
To it, and say, Come, let us go
There, the Lord for to know
For He is our God, He will teach
Us of His ways, we each
Will walk in His paths, for the law
Shall go from His mount sure
He shall judge among the nations
And rebuke words, actions
Of many people, and they shall
Be repentant, we tell
They shall beat swords into ploughshares
Sift from their lives the tares* (*weeds)
And beat spears into pruning knives
Bare good fruit in their lives
Nation shall not lift up the sword
Against nation, this word
Be true, and neither shall they learn
War, but shall peace discern
Come, you people, and let us live
In His light, praises give
The light of the Lord, and His peace
Shall stay with us, ne'er cease
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Author:
orchidee (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments7
Such a beautiful dream still unfulfilled Orchi. Nicely written my friend this would be so nice if it were ever to happen. Nicely written my friend
Thank you SB. This is from the Old Testament. There's even better things in the New Testament.
Good write O🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you A.
Welcome🕊️🙏🏻
Love it!
Katie
Thank you K.
My friend, this holds together with purpose…structured, faithful, and clear in its vision of peace carried through action. It doesn’t wander, it doesn’t dilute…it just walks the line and lets the promise speak. And it lands true.
…now then…steady hymn voice, all proper and upright…and just when we’re all nodding along…glug…glug…GLUG...🥬🤮 What on earth are they up this time? WCAT! 🤣 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you T. If all was structured, etc, it only lasted until - we know - the glugger turned up, then all fell to pieces! lol.
Now this is what I call a hymn poem .. and its write up my alley & that aint rude or nothing .. okay 😎👍
Thank you N.
What's the time frame on this, orchi? Completion date?
Thank you D. Erm, ongoing, I would say. Not that I will wave a magic wand for instant results, nor as Sir Orch NS, a knight in rusty armour, wave my magic lance. And my sword has been beaten into a ploughshare, so I've not even got that now!
I might only be Sir Orchi NS on my days off! lol.
My commiserations orchi, old chap. There comes that moment in everyone's life, I feel, when the realisation dawns that one must have reached the absolute nadir of one's possible achievement, but from there powers the flowering of one's talent in response. And from that point you achieved glory when the title Sir Orchidee Non Sequitur was bestowed upon you.
I still fight in duels - with me plough share and pruning knife! lol.
Ah! The Humpster lives to fight the good fight another day ...
That well known wedding hymn - Fight the good fight! lol.
The emphasis of the Church on marriage as their focus as part of the Hatch-Batch-Dispatch rotation has proven in your case as the pathway to, if not destruction, then at least eternal (well perhaps not quite that long) damnation, you poor old fellow...
Good oneOrchi.
Thank you Gold.
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