Best Whoso Poems

Facing a street kid pleading for bread, I was gripped with mixed feelings, especially that I  had in my possession purchased goods for our orphanage from a grocery with this label: “the good life you can afford.”  Oh, the social worker in me...

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Wise are all those who heed the call of God, 
"Repent, for the kingdom of God is near", 
With the Gospel of peace, you must be shod, 
Salvation is through Jesus Christ, oh hear! 

Wise are all those who gain understanding, 
Choose instruction instead of...

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Thou, O king, hast made a decree, 
that every man that shall hear the
sound of the cornet, flute, harp,
sackbut, psaltery, and dulcimer, 
and all kinds of musick, shall fall
down and worship the golden image:
And whoso falleth not down and
worshippeth, that he should be cast
into the...

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Me a bush stone curlew,
And this is my fond view—
There's none whoso like me
In all space, land and sea,
An if one does exist,
Bird it be, be it beast,
Reflection of mine is,
And oh dear, I love this--
A curlew of rare hue!
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A bush stone curlew, a bird,...

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Balmy by the looks so beguiling 
A sudden feeling aroused by the essence so quest,
You simply smile by the au jus of your lips - 
A solitaire awaited by the presence so lest, 
Whoso you deserve – a solemnity within shone;
A panorama of thoughts, a...

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Reminiscent of Dante’s Inferno,
In gloom cries today’s time: O there’s no scope
For whoso lives, abandon all the hope.
Maybe he’d reasons enough to think so.

Yet, if body’s in need of oxygen,
Human spirit too such life-force no less—
Timeless hope that enlarges horizon—
In its pursuit life’s been an...

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Who names a traitor? I will name a heart,
For hearts alone forsake the sought-for good.
The Captain Will surveys his seaman’s chart
To plot a course to guide his ark of wood.
Yet he forgets each sailor is a man.
 ‘Gin mortal foes a man be brave and...

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The American Revolution describes the process whereby one George was replaced by another

Though Jack has climbed his beanstalk,
Saint George his dragon slain,
Gulch-Mammon lives on happily
And myriad is his train

His belly is enormous,
Yet full it ne'er will be.
The moment luncheon's over,
It's time to start high-tea.

Gulch-Mammon's teeth...

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Comforter indwells within us
He's the Holy Spirit
Convicting us of sins and thus
Of each dark demerit

When we disobey God
With untruth we are shod
Need to confess we're flawed

Hark the warning bells
Comforter indwells

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Comforter indwells believers
Do not quench His soft voice
Be not misled by deceivers
There is always a choice

Forsake...

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June 29 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Proverbs 29-31

Key Verse – Proverbs 29:25 The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the LORD shall be safe. 

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SAFETY KEEPER
				
Lord God, You are my safety...

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Dear God, I thank You for Your compassion for my soul
That made me understand Your work in my Christian role
Teach me to give my best along kindness’ pole
By Your grace, upholding my divine stewardship goal.

With Your compassion in my life, being spiritually refined
I seek You...

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Contrasting Slogans Somebody who suffers persecution and death for advocating,                                   ...

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The production of godly living
means to put filth and sin away
this is done by being meek
receive the implanted word to stay

Having this word for your souls good
so do what God’s words clearly says
but not just to hear these scriptures only
commit to do this in all...

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Myth may it be, or be it man's blind faith, 
A rehearsal or else, a dance of death, 
Life lives on edge, death at each passing breath. 

A cosmic law, death is preordained fate 
To welcome, kiss life on a fresh new date 
For one...

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“Whoso List to Hunt” is a famous early English sonnet written by Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503-1542) in the mid-16th century. 

Whoever Longs to Hunt
by Sir Thomas Wyatt
loose translation/interpretation/modernization by Michael R. Burch

Whoever longs to hunt, I know the deer;
but as for me, alas!, I may...

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