Posted in O-R, Poems of Other Poets, ReligiousInspirational, tagged bard on the hill, brazen, Francis Quarles, keep commandments, Lord, Moses' rod, obey, On God's Law, poems, poetry, religious, sacred, salve, serpent, staff, turned into a on January 19, 2020| Leave a Comment »
………….Thy sacred law, O God,
……………Is like to Moses’ rod:
………If we but keep it in our hand,
………It will do wonders in the land;
….If we slight and throw it to the ground;
…Twill turn a serpent, and inflict a wound;
A wound that flesh and blood cannot endure,
….Nor salve, until the brazen serpent cure;
…I wish not, Lord, thou shouldst withold it;
…….Nor would I have it, and not hold it;
……………O teach me then, my God,
………………To handle Moses’ rod.
Posted in O-R, Poems of Other Poets, ReligiousInspirational, tagged a rainbow after wine, Ark, bard on the hill, depopulates, destroys, foul sin, Francis Quarles, God's hands, Lot, Noah, On The Two Great Floods, poems, poetry, religious, sacred laws on June 1, 2016| Leave a Comment »
Two floods I read of; water, and of wine;
The first was Noah’s; Lot, the last was thine:
The first was the effect; the last, the cause
Of that foul sin, against the sacred laws
Of God and nature, incest; Noah found
An ark to save him, but poor Lot was drowned;
Good Noah found an ark; but Lot found none:
We’re safer in God’s hands than in our own:
The former flood of waters did extend
But some few days; this latter has no end;
They both destroyed, I know not which the worst;
The last is even as general, as the first:
The first being ceased, the world began to fill;
The last depopulates, and wastes it still:
Both floods o’erwhelmed both man and beast together;
The last is worst, if there be best of either:
The first are ceased: Heaven vowed it by a sign;
When shall we see a rainbow after wine?
The Bard on the Hill