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WOULD HE BE ASHAMED OF ME?

GetFriday — Tue, 30 Mar 2010 16:00:02 +0000

I am building, ever building,
As I live from day to day,
Something good or something evil,
In the things I do and say.
Soon I’ll have a finished structure,
Standing for eternity,
But if Christ should look upon it,
Would he be ashamed of me?

There are little seeds of kindness
That are ready to be sown;
There’s a noble deed that waiting
To be done by me alone.
There are acts that break or injure -
Mean and selfish as can be.
If my deeds were known to Jesus,
Would He be ashamed of me?

There are words at random spoken,
That may soothe or wound a heart.
I can never repossess them
Once they from my lips depart.
Every word can bring some blessing,
Or a cursing it may be.
If He heard the words I’ve spoken,
Would He be ashamed of me?

Up ahead the road’s dividing;
Here and now I must decide.
One there is that’s straight and narrow,
While the other’s smooth and wide.
After one of these is chosen,
And I’ve reached my destiny,
When He found me there, I wonder,
Would He be ashamed of me?

PFC. Seth Baker
A.A.B., Alliance, Nebraska

THE WAYS

GetFriday — Fri, 26 Mar 2010 16:00:53 +0000

John Oxenham

To every man there openeth
A Way, and Ways, and a Way.
And the High Soul climbs the High Way,
And the Low Soul gropes the Low,
And in between on the misty flats,
The rest drift to and fro.
But to every man there openeth
A High Way, and a Low.
And every man decideth
The Way his soul shall go.

The sins we do…

GetFriday — Thu, 25 Mar 2010 16:00:52 +0000

The sins we do are two by two,
But they are paid for one by one.
-Kipling.

Life is a leaf

GetFriday — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 16:00:47 +0000

Life is a leaf of paper white,
Whereon each one of us may write.
His word or two, and then comes night.

Greatly begin! though thou have time
But for a line, be that sublime -
Not failure, but low aim, is crime.
-Lowell.

Live of great..

GetFriday — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 16:00:43 +0000

Live of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Live up

GetFriday — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 16:00:27 +0000

Live up to the best that is in you.
-Longfellow.

MYSELF

GetFriday — Fri, 12 Mar 2010 16:00:25 +0000

MYSELF
Edgar Guest

I have to live with myself, and so
I want to be fit for myself to know;
I want to be able as days go by
Always to look myself in the eye;

I don’t want to stand with the setting sun
And hate myself for the things I’ve done.
I can never hide myself from me -
I see what others may never see;

I know what others may never know;
I never can fool myself, and so
Whatever happens, I want to be
Self-respecting and conscience-free.

secret of life..

GetFriday — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:00:23 +0000

The soul that is wrapped in the mantle of self,
And seeks from the world only pleasure and pelf.
Is robbing itself of the right to live,
For the secret of life is to give and to give.
-W.A. Miller.

Phoebe Cary….

GetFriday — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 16:00:20 +0000

Waste not moments, no, not words,
In telling what you could do
Some other time; the present is
For doing what you should do.
-Phoebe Cary.

MY CREED

GetFriday — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 16:00:12 +0000

MY CREED
Harold A. Walters

I would be true, for there are those that trust me;
I would be pure, for there are those who care;
I would be strong, for there is much to suffer;
I would be brave, for there is much to dare.
I would be friend to all – the foe – the friendless;
I would be giving, and forget the gift;
I would be humble, for I know my weakness;
I would look up – and laugh – and love – and lift.