Life’s Mirror
There are loyal hearts , there are spirits brave .
There are souls that are pure and true;
Then give to the world the best you have .
Give love ,and love to your life will flow ,
And strength in your inmost needs ;
Have faith in your work and deeds .
Give truth , and your gifts will be paid in kind .
And song a song will meet ;
And the smile that is just as sweet .
Give pity and sorrow to those who mourn ;
You will gather in flowers again
The scattered seeds from your thought out- borne
Though the sowing seemed in vain .
Far life is mirror of king and slave ,
Tis just what we are and do;
Then give to the world the best you have
And the best will come back to you
Jan Bagwell
Gen: 12:3
And I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee: and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed.
Thank all you for reading my humble writing , It make me feel like I am having fellowship with lot God's people .
Friday, October 1, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
From Contemplations
When I Behold the heavens as in their prime ,
And then the earth , though old ,still clad in green ,
The stones and trees insensible of time ,
Nor age nor wrimkle on their front are seen;
If winter come , and greenness then do fade ,
A spring returns , and they more youthful made ;
But man grows old , lies down , remains where once he’s laid .
By birth more noble than those creatures all ,
Yet seems by nature and by custom cursed –
No sooner born but grief and care makes fall
That state obliterate he had at first ;
Nor youth , nor strength , nor wisdom spring again ,
Nor habitations long their names retain ,
But in oblivion to the final day remain .
Shall I then praise the heavens , the trees ,the earth,
Because their beauty and their strength last longer ?
Shall I wish therefore never to had birth ,
Because they’re bigger and their bodies stronger ?
Nay , they shall darken , perish , fade , and die ,
But man was made for endless immortality .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!
And then the earth , though old ,still clad in green ,
The stones and trees insensible of time ,
Nor age nor wrimkle on their front are seen;
If winter come , and greenness then do fade ,
A spring returns , and they more youthful made ;
But man grows old , lies down , remains where once he’s laid .
By birth more noble than those creatures all ,
Yet seems by nature and by custom cursed –
No sooner born but grief and care makes fall
That state obliterate he had at first ;
Nor youth , nor strength , nor wisdom spring again ,
Nor habitations long their names retain ,
But in oblivion to the final day remain .
Shall I then praise the heavens , the trees ,the earth,
Because their beauty and their strength last longer ?
Shall I wish therefore never to had birth ,
Because they’re bigger and their bodies stronger ?
Nay , they shall darken , perish , fade , and die ,
But man was made for endless immortality .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
There is man on the crossI
There is man on the cross
Whenever there is silence around me
By day or by night –
I am startled by a cry .
It came down from the cross –
The first time I heard it .
I went out and searched –
And found a man in the throes of crucifixion ,
And I said ,”I will take you down ,”
And I tired to take the nails out of his feet .
But he said , “Let them be
For I cannot be taken down
Until every man , every woman , and every child
Come together to take me down .”
And I said ,”But I cannot hear you cry .
What can I do ?”
And he said , “Go about the world –
Tell everyone that you meet –
There is a man on the cross .”
Jan Bagwell
God Bless ! THINK ABOUT IT!
Whenever there is silence around me
By day or by night –
I am startled by a cry .
It came down from the cross –
The first time I heard it .
I went out and searched –
And found a man in the throes of crucifixion ,
And I said ,”I will take you down ,”
And I tired to take the nails out of his feet .
But he said , “Let them be
For I cannot be taken down
Until every man , every woman , and every child
Come together to take me down .”
And I said ,”But I cannot hear you cry .
What can I do ?”
And he said , “Go about the world –
Tell everyone that you meet –
There is a man on the cross .”
Jan Bagwell
God Bless ! THINK ABOUT IT!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
The Glory of God in Creation
The Glory of God in Creation
Thou art , the life and light
Of all this wondrous world we see ;
Its glow by day , its smile by night ,
Are but reflections caught from Thee .
Where’er we turn , Thy glories shine ,
And all things fair and bright are Thine
When day , with farewell beam, delays
Among the opening clouds of even ,
And we can almost think we gaze
Through golden vistas into heaven –
Those hues that make the sun’s decline
So soft , so radiant ,Lord ! are Thine .
When night , with wings of starry gloom ,
O’vershadows all the earth and skies ,
Like some dark , beauteous bird ,whose plume
Is sparkling with unnumber’d eyes –
That sacred gloom , those fires divine ,
So grand , so countless , Lord! are Thine .
When youthful Spring around us breathes ,
Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh ;
And every flower the Summer wreathes
Is born beneath Thy kindling eye :
Where’er we turn , Thy glories shine ,
And all things fair and bright are Thine!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!!
Thou art , the life and light
Of all this wondrous world we see ;
Its glow by day , its smile by night ,
Are but reflections caught from Thee .
Where’er we turn , Thy glories shine ,
And all things fair and bright are Thine
When day , with farewell beam, delays
Among the opening clouds of even ,
And we can almost think we gaze
Through golden vistas into heaven –
Those hues that make the sun’s decline
So soft , so radiant ,Lord ! are Thine .
When night , with wings of starry gloom ,
O’vershadows all the earth and skies ,
Like some dark , beauteous bird ,whose plume
Is sparkling with unnumber’d eyes –
That sacred gloom , those fires divine ,
So grand , so countless , Lord! are Thine .
When youthful Spring around us breathes ,
Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh ;
And every flower the Summer wreathes
Is born beneath Thy kindling eye :
Where’er we turn , Thy glories shine ,
And all things fair and bright are Thine!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Life's lessons
Life’s Lessons
I learn ,as the years roll onward ,
And leave the past behind ,
That much I had counted sorrow
But proved that God is kind ;
That many a flower I’d longed for
Had hidden a thorn of pain ,
And many a rugged by-path ,
The clouds that cover the sunshine ;
They cannot banish the sun .
And the earth shines out the brighter
When the weary rain is done .
We must stand in the deepest shadow
To see the clearest light ;
And often through wrong’s own darkness
Comes the welcome strength of right.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless , have a wonderful day
I learn ,as the years roll onward ,
And leave the past behind ,
That much I had counted sorrow
But proved that God is kind ;
That many a flower I’d longed for
Had hidden a thorn of pain ,
And many a rugged by-path ,
The clouds that cover the sunshine ;
They cannot banish the sun .
And the earth shines out the brighter
When the weary rain is done .
We must stand in the deepest shadow
To see the clearest light ;
And often through wrong’s own darkness
Comes the welcome strength of right.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless , have a wonderful day
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