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1 The heavens are telling the glory of God;
   They speak of the work of His hand.
2 They daily are pouring forth knowledge of Him,
   And night after night tell the lands.
3 Their voice is muted, and soundless their words,
4   But gone has their line o’er the earth.
They utter the evidence that He exists,
   So no one can claim there’s a dearth.
The heavens He’s made as a tent for the sun,
5   Who out of his chamber he strides,
With glory like that of the bridegrooms who come,
   Awaited by their joyous brides.
A strong man, rejoicing to run his swift course,
6   It rises with fire in its feet,
Runs circuit in heaven from one end to next,
   And nothing can hide from its heat.

7 The Lord’s law is perfect, restoring the soul;
   The simple, by hearing, made wise.
8 His precepts are righteous, rejoicing the heart;
   His pure word enlightens the eyes.
The fear of Jehovah, enduring, is clean;
   The judgments He’s making are true.
10 They’re sweeter by far than the sweet honeycomb,
   More sparkling than gold or the dew.
11 Moreover, Your servant is cautioned by them,
   And keeping them brings great reward.
13 Your law is a wall that, surrounding, is high,
   The way of the nation to guard.
Discerning my errors, acquit me of faults,
   And keep sin from holding its sway.
Correct me and guide me so I give thanks for
   Transgressions forgiven this day.
14 May words from my mouth and my pondering heart
   Be pleasing, dear God, in Your sight.
For You’re my redeemer from darkness and sin,
   My rock and my refuge and light.

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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2018.

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*See note below the poem after reading it.

2 We shall not fear though earth should shake and shift,
And though the mountains slide into the sea.
3 The waves may foam and stars, of sudden, drift,
5 But we shall dwell immoveable and free.

6 The kingdoms totter and the nations roar;
9 The bow and spear advance with chariots.
7 But we shall be secure forevermore,
E’en if we had no walls and lived in huts.

4 The city of God’s dwelling place is fed
By waters from His river flowing pure.
8 He rains just desolations on the head
Of sinful men, but makes our safety sure.

1 God is our refuge, strength, to whom we plead;
A very present help in time of need.

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I’ve written all of Psalms and Proverbs in poetry that rhymes and has rhythm.  The book will be available at Amazon before Christmas.  If you’re interested (and have not already said so),  let me know in the comments.

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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2018.

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…..1 O God, I give thanks with my heart:
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I’m warned by Your thunders;
…………I’m awed by Your wonders;
…..2 To praise and obey is my part.

…..3 My foes are oft found in retreat;
…………You make them to stumble,
…………Cause kingdoms to crumble;
……..You crush them like stubble of wheat.

..4-6 You judge all of man from Your throne:
…………Their cities uprooted;
…………Their memory muted;
…..7 Yet, You, O my God, still go on.

…..8 You’re just as You judge all the earth;
………….Your judgments are equal,
………….And final, no sequel.
……..Man’s trust in Your grace finds its worth.

.9-10 For those who’re oppressed, You’re their strength –
………….A stronghold in trouble,
………….A fortress that’s double –
………You last and You lead the full length.

11-12 Declare to the world all His deeds;
………….Sing praises in Zion
………….For each is a scion;
……….We’re heirs and He fills all our needs.

13-14 From depths of the pit rescue me –
………….Lord, see my affliction,
………….My foes and their friction,
………That praise in Your gates is a sea.

15-17 The trap that the nations have made
………….Will on them be springing,
………….And woe to them bringing,
……….When all of the cards have been played.

……….Like lion You rise from Your den,
………….The wicked all perish
…..18….That You some may cherish,
…..20.That men may all know they’re mere men.

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I’ve written all of Psalms and Proverbs in poetry that rhymes and has rhythm.  The book will be available at Amazon before Christmas.  If you’re interested (and have not already said so),  let me know in the comments.

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copyright Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill@wordpress.com, 2018.

 

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I’ve written all of Psalms and Proverbs in poetry that rhymes and has rhythm.  The book will be available at Amazon before Christmas.  If you’re interested (and have not already said so),  let me know in the comments.

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copyright Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill@wordpress.com, 2018.

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Katrina, tsunami, quakes, and wind
What more terrors will the great God send?
Trumpets that warn us; thunders that rumble
Wrath storms from heaven cause kingdoms to crumble. 

We’re mockers; we’re scoffers when told to “Repent”,
Yet woes and the warnings – both heaven sent.
But bad as they were, the worst is now nearing
Unless we start heeding and turn to God – fearing.

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Unless this nation repents and stops abortion murders of
the unborn (2500 per day), God will destroy us.   More
information is at my website: MineNotTheNine.com

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The righteous man escapes much trouble,

But wicked men receive it double.  (Proverbs 12:21)

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I’ve written all of Psalms and Proverbs in poetry that
rhymes and has rhythm.  I’m in the process of having
the book published before Christmas.  If you are
interested, let me know in the comments.

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Photo by Billy Frank Alexander at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/o5Qx1di/Proverbs+Banner

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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2018.

 

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(please read the note after the poem after reading the poem)

1,2 Behold, as the eyes of a servant
…..To the hand of their master they glance;
…..Behold, as the eyes of a maiden
…..To the hand of her mistress advance –
…..So, too, do my eyes as I worship
…..Look to God in grand heaven’s expanse.
 

3,4 Be gracious, O Lord, do be gracious,
…..For we bear much contempt from the proud.
…..At ease, they are brazen in scoffing;
…..The sound of rude mocking is loud.
…..In judgment, O Lord, be forthcoming;
…..And ride, swift to save, as You’ve vowed.

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I am in the process of publishing my poems in rhyme and rhythm
of all of God’s Psalms and Proverbs.  I hope to have it finished in
time for Christmas.  I think they would make great gifts for those who
love those two books in the Bible.  Let me know if you’re interested.

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Photo by Bill Davenport at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mg1TTLu/The+Living+Word

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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2018.

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The guns of Truth upon the battlefield
Are such that Error cannot e’er resist
Because it can but faulty weapons wield
That weakly fire, and ev’ry mark is missed. 

Then Error, in embarrassment, retreats
And finds a vacant lot in which to camp.
There, firing guns to not admit defeat,
It trumpets to the wind that it is champ.

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photo by Michal Zacharzewski at
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The fragile little child, to me,
Some bubble liquid brought,
And looked to me with big brown eyes
So I knew that I ought

Take out the ring all wet with soap
And put it to my face,
And blow my warm breath out upon
That round and sopping space.

And that I did, and bubbles streamed
Like spheres of glist’ning glass
Escaping from their own round world
To new round world more vast.

Her eyes grew round; her smile was wide;
She watched the bubbles fly
Like dandelions upon the wind.
And she helped make them die.

She reached and poked each that she could
And looked around for more.
But Charon had transported them
O’er to the distant shore.

And in that moment when she learned
There were none left to show,
She sank and loosed a little sigh,
A disappointed “ohh”.

I hate to burst your bubble, girl,
But bubbles do not last.
They’re blown into this waiting world
From which they pass so fast.

It is a lesson that you’ll learn
My little bubbly girl:
That soap or glass or human flesh
Has one quick brittle whirl.

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One’s silence in his pain prevents a friend
From helping with a word or tender hand,
Producing with its hush a broken mend,
A shimmering mirage on desert sand.

Was reason for the reticence his pride?
Are self-sufficiency and bearing up
What cause a ship and sailors to abide,
Or is it when they share the common cup?

Perhaps ‘twas shame that dammed the quiv’ring lip,
That stopped the flow that others might perceive
As weakness, as a man who’s lost his grip.
The aid was lost; chagrin began to thieve.

A brave front o’er a private misery
May fill one’s purpose, but he pays a fee.

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photo by Mirna Sentic at
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