Mission Poems - Poems about Mission

"In Jesus' Name" is not a magic phrase Many need to hold their tongue and behave God the Father gave his Only Begotten Son The name of Jesus is the name of redemption and It is the productive life of Jesus and his mission that Got us back to the Father The Name of Jesus must be used in accordance with...

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There is order to my chaos an urgency to make things right I have ambitions I can taste dreams that must be set in motion once I see the morning light There is order some my chaos a plan when all you see is madness I fear that I’ll run out of time I long to leave my affairs most orderly A fine book...

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The Father and the Son go hand and hand Their mission in life is to heal the land All great things shall come to you from above Written in the scrolls, the book of love Here God answers every single prayer Where non believers then come to believe New Christians know He'll always be there...

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Talus Sports Wrestling From the Desk of; Non Sono Affari Tuoi President of Sports America LLC Metacognition___________________________Promoting or Organizing ...

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Impossible mission for systematization to be wrung out of entropy Which lame excuse I exclaimed, when my dear old mom asked rather told me in her scolding voice to tidy up my bedroom, cuz this son of a gun intuited neatening (organizing) one infinitesimal corner of the cosmos, (a veritable pinpoint of nothingness - our house at blank address) hence an excellent reason as lamely iterated...

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The state of the nation Within the nation, Presents a dire situation: Liberty cannot be won By desire alone:- Thus, as we face the rising sun– With our eyes looking toward home– Let not our hope wane in its fruition, But ever fuel us in completing our mission:- Pick up the torches children, and carry on; Be the footsteps toward our freedom won. The finish line...

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like the full moon seeking fulfillment there i hung dangling in space— half empty—half full… gradually the tell-tale linking of the gibbous moment of truth’s awareness came in the still of night… then i realized fulfillment is preceded by life’s crucifixion fulfilling resurrection: it’s the emptiness of life’s cross that brings fulfillment… once again i ink crosses of words and pray they empty themselves and become ascensions to the minds of blessed children anointing...

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I will wander through all the aeons and uncover all mysteries As shepherd of the shining stars Greek wisdom, the heavenly crescent moon (Cento poem about Christ, using lines from the three surviving Gnostic/Naassene hymns)...

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Hesketh approached this adventure with full throttle enthusiasm. She had never captured a star, but was confident she would be victorious. Being the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter of a star counter A clear vision of her deed had risen from the inside of her cauldron. Her visions were usually smoky, this one was as clear as a...

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Blessings, my King, are you much happier lately, babe? Until you tell me to fvck off - our love every day I will save I don't fall in love easily - and I trust people even less But there was something about you that I wanted to invest So tell me, my love, are we much more serious this...

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Purpose Gifts and talent Specialized for this world Lead with love, help with compassion Mission ...

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In Memory of Kerwin Rae - The man with a Mission In loving memory of Kerwin Rae, who left us unexpectedly just days after celebrating his 50th birthday. Kerwin was a remarkable figure—a motivational speaker, business coach, and virtually Australia’s own Tony Robbins. He reached millions, both in Australia and globally with his inspiring guidance, especially those...

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I don’t know if I should feel great But I quite vividly Remember the day When happiness told me It could no longer stay Because hope packed it’s bags To chase after faith Who was on a mission To find out why To this life Did she just give up and say: "Take it all Happiness, joy, love, and hope What good...

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Secret agent on my mission... Objectives, derived from fission. Some are based upon directive... Others differ in perspective. Their achievement brings fruition. My job takes me many places And I see numerous faces. Allied forces are on my side. My enemies - of which I ride With weapons of cold embraces. Kill or be killed - this, the name Of my secret agent game. Espionage plays its...

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Mission “Aanchal” As twilight of village's quiet dawn unfolds, a young mother cradles her infant, bound by fragile thread of youth and inexperience. Her eyes behold the remnants of puerility, peer into the future with a blend of hope and trepidation. The baby's cries pierce the early morning air, a stark reminder of the responsibilities...

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