My heart is steadfast O LORD. Through the winds and rains And trials, I shall not leave off my meditation of You. You are Good, and in the abominable time You give sustenance, and hope. LORD, where shall I turn to If not You? The Heathen have a device against Your people To strip them of their bread And poison their soil. To keep the poor of Your people Without bread, And to make the homeless bend and stoop. LORD, I seek You with my eyes And I give You my heart all the day long. My heart languishes for You Yet, I will wait for my portion For You are my prize. Does my portion come from kings Or acolytes? Does not my worship ascend to the heavens And does not my honor come from You? Does not my soul wait for the prosperity And the latter rains? I will wait patiently on You O LORD, For I shall not give a second glance At the idols of the heathen. For kings do not give me benefits And powers and principalities do not give me my reward. It is You, LORD, Who is my portion and my prize. It is You, o LORD, Who I will wait upon For the latter rains And the pleasant rains in their season. Selah.
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The Kingdom of Heaven wages Its war against the Kingdom of Shadows. A sore battle all must Set out to glory's field. Rages That war for all human ages Where the soul must bastion its love And forfeit all of worldlust. It must purge all of its hatred. In my poesy all of my good Wages war with all of my bad. And only by respite in Christ Do we receive our daily food To purge our soul of all its slag. My poetry is this good fight.
Odes of Strangers XIII
Cyrus, I understand you The way you think. I know you from the inside How you have petulant doubts Yet rage at the heathen. I know you rage against God And seek to destroy Him. Yet I also know you secretly wish To use his laws to exact vengeance on this world. You do not believe in God You do not... But His laws are enticing as an engine To siege the Capitol And to tear down walls and bulwarks; To stir Media and Persia Against Assyria and Babylon. I know you from the inside And your rage which burns toward the infidel. Religion to you is a tool The Messiah an engine which you will use To usher in your reign. Alas, I stand here Arguing with you for the second time As you tell me, "On your death bed "You will say as Jesus said, "My God, My God, Why Have You Forsaken Me?" Yet you take slaves While you dash the infants upon the rocks. Christian you do not hate--- No, you love God's people. For it is in you to love God's people For the law which burns in our chests; Yet you rage against God as Satan himself And you move upon your holy quest to purge Sin's temples from the world. I see you in my thoughts and visions And I am like you So it disturbs me greatly. I am gentle, and meek; You are a warrior Believing in the law of my God Right down to the tittle--- Yet you do not believe in God. Such a strange doubt in you That I feel in my chest But I do not understand why you believe in my God's law But not God Himself? Is it, like so many Jewish men You like the burdens of lamb stew and drink oblations? I say to you, You will be used to purge the land of its idols. That is what you wish. Yet it is I who shall prosper in the LORD's Name For I will declare my portion That your rage may be just But it is not a wholesome intention to Desire to fix the world.
A Song I Remember Singing
To the Hymn of Auld Lang Syne Not an Original Piece, but One I Can Remember Singing But cannot find anywhere. Keep Your Eye on the Grand Ol' Flag Should all acquaintance be forgot And e'ry a heart do sag Should all acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the grand ol' flag. Should old acquaintance be forgot And all guns hammer their tacks Should old acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the grand ol' flag. Should auld acquaintance be forgot And the nation come under attack Should auld acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the grand ol' flag. Should our acquaintance be forgot And men forget this song Should our acquaintance be forgot The days seem ever so long. But if all acquaintance be forgot And e'ry a heart do sag If all acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the grand ol' flag.
The Dream of Sorrow
The grayness surrounds us As my love stares into me with eyes Filled with affection. Outside of her, is fright toward the gray world. I am happy; Joyous even. But she, toward me, is full of love As her other eye casts a doubtful glance Into the grey abyss As if it were filled with fright about something. I look as if I were my favorite author And she looks beautiful, In gray hair, Though that eye looking outward Frightens me severely. What is it that she is seeing? In toward me it is love But outward It is fright, Even the dull gray Of a world. Like one were looking into a lake Gray and colorless. Though I am happy. I do not know what the vision means. Only that I am in it. I would gladly take she who saw it Or I will take the woman in the dream. Make joyous sounds O Israel, For your time has yet to come. Yet, I am frightened by the eye Casting doubt on the grey world. Yet, toward me she is happy.
The Strongest Case For God
The strongest argument against God Is this: People naturally understand right from wrong. I have a way I want to be treated. And I want to treat others that way. I also, want others to be treated well. Therefore, I know this about myself So I want this to be applied to others. Why it fails, is that there are many masochists. There are many sadists. There are many people who enjoy war; Many people who enjoy pain; Many people who enjoy causing others to suffer. It also fails, because what is true for one man Isn't necessarily true for another. What sexual appetite one person has Might be repugnant to another. What desire one person has Might inflict pain on another By mere economics. One in forty women I meet Would rather date another woman Than me. What's even worse Is that one in two will divorce me If I ever took the risk of marrying them. One in nineteen people I meet Are still a virgin. There is also the subject that A baby can be destroyed in the womb. There is also the subject that Some want drug use to go unregulated. There is also the subject that There are blacks who want to segregate the West. There are women who want every man to be convicted of rape. There are men who want pedophilia to be normalized. There are whites who want to usher in communism. There are educated people who are tearing down monuments. It is because of all of this That I stand firm in my faith.
The Strongest Case For God
The strongest argument against God Is this: People naturally understand right from wrong. I have a way I want to be treated. And I want to treat others that way. I also, want others to be treated well. Therefore, I know this about myself So I want this to be applied to others. Why it fails, is that there are many masochists. There are many sadists. There are many people who enjoy war; Many people who enjoy pain; Many people who enjoy causing others to suffer. It also fails, because what is true for one man Isn't necessarily true for another. What sexual appetite one person has Might be repugnant to another. What desire one person has Might inflict pain on another By mere economics. One in forty women I meet Would rather date another woman Than me. What's even worse Is that one in two will divorce me If I ever took the risk of marrying them. One in nineteen people I meet Are still a virgin. There is also the subject that A baby can be destroyed in the womb. There is also the subject that Some want drug use to go unregulated. There is also the subject that There are blacks who want to segregate the West. There are women who want every man to be convicted of rape. There are men who want pedophilia to be normalized. There are whites who want to usher in communism. There are educated people who are tearing down monuments. It is because of all of this That I stand firm in my faith.
Government of the Moneyed
Black is the day that the shadow Fell over our land. All want the cannon gibberish while Freedom drinks hemlock like Socrates; Powerful men control speech. The strongest, through their money, Create their government Of portals and addresses. Strong they are, And great among the nations. They silence the voices of the dissident. They crush opposition with silence. Silence, they say, is the enemy. Yet, when skilled voices are Stopped, the strong are made weak Through silence... How can my voice break through?
Liberty Watches
Oh, Maria, from sea to shining sea, From the canyon which the Giant dug, To the city where thy greenly feet stand; Songs against thy fat land are proudly sung As the blackened Cherethim in armies March across thy fords and burn thy sweet land, So babes are shot in the streets untimely, Oh! great black armies make their ghastly stand. The speech of Maria's chosen do dim, The cheerful songs of those merry with wine Do stop in the dead of night; children Die, of all creeds and runes, those children die--- The black armies of the Cherethim march The snakes and cockatrices bite venom Into the hearts of all dared merry men, Who. from their daily coffers, now are shunned.
Oh, Maria, From Sea to Shining Sea
Oh, Maria, from sea to shining sea, From the canyon which the Giant dug, To the city where thy greenly feet stand; Songs against thy fat land are proudly sung As the blackened Cherethim in armies March across thy fords and burn thy sweet land, So babes are shot in the streets untimely, Oh! great black armies make their ghastly stand. The speech of Maria's chosen do dim, The cheerful songs of those merry with wine Do stop in the dead of night; children Die, of all creeds and runes, those children die--- The black armies of the Cherethim march The snakes and cockatrices bite venom Into the hearts of all dared merry men, Who. from their daily coffers, now are shunned.
