All Glory To Thee LORD

In Prayer

 

The Woman of The Walking Stick

God Of Israel

 

Charlotte Brontë

 

Charlotte Brontë: The Professor, Emma & Poems

Hathitrust Digital Library

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Elsa Serrano

 

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Motty Ilowitz : "Ceasefire"

 

Love Wins

     

        Beowolf 

. . .

 

   

Oh Well

 

Playful Moon

 

Let Your Love Flow

- So glad to see you again!

God Above All

 

The Sword

 

"Mighty warrior!"

the Angels exclaimed

with a smile.

"The LORD is with you!"

 

Stella Splendens

 

Aqueduct Restored

 

Chronicles of The Last Pilgrim

Pilgrims Not Forgotten

In Thanksgiving

All Glory to Thee LORD

"Let us not forget to thank God, 

who has brought us safe

to this new land."

Elder Brewster

 

The Last Pilgrim

 The Last Pilgrim  📽️

Margaret B. Pumphrey: "Pilgrim Stories"

... Stories are being told to them (the children & to myself) of the Pilgrims, their life in England, their sojourn in Holland, and their experience in America.

The stories were mimeographed, simply illustrated, and used as reading lessons. It soon became evident that the children were living in these stories from day to day, feeling a personal interest in the different characters, and a personal acquaintance with them. An increased interest in reading and a consequent increase in ability to read well were the most immediate result of this work. ...

PILGRIMS

... From a different clock tower the bells chimed three. The Pilgrims drew closer together and spoke in hushed voices.

"Are you quite sure this is the place where the captain of the ship promised to meet us?" asked William Bradford. 

"This is the very spot, just where the little brook flows into the sea", answered Elder Brewster. 

"It will soon be dawn", said John Robinson. "I fear daylight will find us still waiting here for the ship."

"That must not be", replied Elder Brewster... Hark! What is that? I thought I heard the splash of oars." ...

Last night the stars had twinkled merely when they saw the Pilgrims about to escape King James. Now they saw them with their burdens on their backs, and their children in their arms, going back toward the great, black prison. The little stars still twinkled faintly but seemed to say, "Be brave! The One who made us and made you is stronger than King James". Then one by one they close their eyes, as if unwillingly to see the prison doors close upon women and babies. ...

THE SWORD OF MILES STANDISH
... Captain Standish saw them, and shouted, "You cowards!" To steal from a poor old man! Cowards! Give back everything you have taken." And the rude soldiers obeyed. ...

THE "SPEEDWELL"

... heavy mast, the hull is worn out

                it needs new boards, and fresh tar, and fresh paint...

LAND

... Not a town or a single house could they see. No smoke rose from the forest to tell them where a village lay hidden. Not a sound was heard but the whistling of the cold wind through the ropes and masts, and the lapping of the water about the boat.

No, this is not the sunny southland, but land of any sort is a joyful sight after our long voyage, replied Elder Brewster. " Let  us not forget to thank God, who has brought us safe to this new land." ...

Fragments from Margaret B. Pumphrey's "Pilgrim Stories", illustrated by Lucy Fitch Perkins, published by Rand McNally & Co.

Margaret Blanche Pumphrey, "Pilgrim Stories" - Meet The Pilgrims

Kit de la Lavandera

 

Jesus said...

Coleridge's "Christabel"

 ...

And see! the lady Christabel

Gathers herself from out of her trance;

Her limbs relax, her countenance 

Grows sad & soft; the smooth thin lids,

Close on her eyes; and tears she sheds --

Large tears that leave her lashes bright!

And oft the while she seems to smile

As infants at a sudden light!

Yea, she doth smile, and she doth weep, 

Like a youthful hermitess,

Beauteous in the wilderness,

Who praying always, prays in sleep.

And, if she moves unquietly,

Perchance, 'tis but the blood so free

Comes back and tingles in her feet.

No doubt, she has a vision sweet.

What if her guardian spirit 'twere

What if she knew her mother near?

But this she knows, in joys and woes,

That saints will aid if men will call:

For the blue sky bends over all!

...

From Samuel Taylor Coleridge 's "Christabel"

The MacMillan Company, New York, 1920

MacMillan's Pocket Classics

Preface: Tuley Francis Huntington

Exploring Daniel's Seaways

Almost There Daniel

I Love You Brother

Amor Eterno

 

Thank You Jesus

 

con Sus Manos llenas de mi corazón

 

Leopoldo Lugones: A Ti, Unica

Un poco de cielo y un poco de lago
donde pesca estrellas el grácil bambu,

y al fondo del parque, con íntimo halago,

la noche que mira como miras tu.

Florece en los lirios de tu poesía

la candida luna que sale del mar,

y en flebil delirio de azul melodía, 

te infunde una vaga congoja de amar.

Los dulces suspiros que tu alma perfuman,

te dan, como a ella, celeste ascensión.

La noche... tus ojos... un poco de Schuman...

y mis manos llenas de tu corazón.

escritas.org

Caramba Carambita

 

A Santa Maria

 

Gracias Madre!

Johann Sebastian Bach

 

Donde Mueren Las Palabras

 

Pelicula - Film

Hugo Fregonese, Director

Homero Manzi & Ulyses Petit de Murat, Guion

Estreno 25 de Abril de 1946

Mirie it is while sumer ilast

Anonymous, 13th century

WIKIPEDIA: Mirie_it_is_while_sumer_ilast

QUORA: Miri-it-is-while-Sumer-ilast

Rumi

 

God Above All

 

Hans Christian Andersen & Doan Trong Hai

 

a los Descartables

a ellos

les entrego mi corazon

el lado que fue purificado

~ trabajando en el resto ~

⚜️⚜️⚜️

Doan Trong Hai, 2011

Lux Divina

on earth a living flame stands still

Con Isabel la Católica en Oración

 

Pilatus

 

Juan Vazquez & Emilia Rosende

 

La Fe

 

in His hands

absolutely everything is in His hands now

request

 covered with thorns

my soul and body are

no one is allowed

to remove

or touch

one

Patricia Routledge, Richard Charles Rodgers & Oscar Hammerstein II

 

Peniel

   

When the man saw that he could not overpower him, he touched the socket of Jacob's hip so that his hip wrenched as he wrestled with the man.

Then the man said, "Let me go for it is daybreak." 

But Jacob replied, "I'll not let you go unless you bless me."

The man asked him, "What is your name?" "Jacob" he answered.

Then the man said, "Your name will no longer be Jacob but Israel, because you have struggled with God and with humans and have overcome."

Jacob said, "Please tell me your name." But he replied, "Why do you ask my name?" Then he blessed him there.

So Jacob called the place Peniel, saying

It is because I saw GOD face to face

and yet my life was spared.

The sun rose above him as he passed Peniel and he was limping because of his hip.

⚜️⚜️⚜️

Libros en El Tirante

 

Walking The Horizon with JESUS

 

I Love Your Church, O God

   I love Your church, O God,

on earth Your blest abode, 

the people our Redeemer saved

with His own precious blood.

   I love Your church, O God,

whose walls before You stand,

dear as the apple of Your eye,

and graven on Your hand.

   In love my tears shall fall,

in love my prayers ascend,

to serve Your church

my toils be given,

till toils and cares shall end. 

   Beyond my highest joys,

I prize your people's ways,

the sweet Communion,

solemn Vows, 

the Hymns of Love & Praise.

   Sure as Your Truth shall last,

     to Zion shall be given

       the brightest glories earth can yield

         and brighter bliss of heaven.

Hymnary.Org: Chalice Hymnal - Hymn #274

Words, Timothy Dwight (1801)
Music, Aaron Williams (1770)

Lit

who is this

Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I awakened you by the apple tree... 

In JESUS name

 

By the River

I live in Jesus the Son of the living GOD who loves me and gives Himself for me

Love Letter from Christ

Are we beginning to commend ourselves again? Or do we need like some people, letters of recommendation to you or from you? You yourselves are our letter, written on our hearts, known and read by everyone. You show that you're a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.

2 Corinthians 3 : 1-3

Monday April 5, 2021 ⚜️

Eleanor Agnes Lee (1841 - 1873): "A Statue in a Garden"

I was a goddess ere the marble found me.

    Wind, wind delay not!

Waft my spirit where the laurel crowned me!

    Will the wind stay not?

Then tarry, tarry, listen, little swallow!

    An old glory feeds me 

I lay upon the bosom of Apollo!

    Not a bird heeds me.

For here the days are alien. Oh, to waken

    Mine, mine, with calling!

But on my shoulders bare, like hopes forsaken,

    The dead leaves are falling.

The sky is gray and full of unshed weeping

    As dim down the garden

I wait and watch the early autumn sweeping.

   The stalks fade and harden.

The souls of all the flowers afar have rallied.

    The trees, gaunt, appalling,

Attest the gloom, and on my shoulders pallid

    The dead leaves are falling.

To the Angels, the Prophet Joel & to me

Blow the trumpet in Zion and sound an alarm in My holy mountain! The day of the LORD is here!

Then they will know that I, the LORD your GOD dwell in Zion, My holy mountain. Jerusalem will be holy and no foreigners will never ever pass through her again.

Amen ⚜️

Joel 2:1 - 3:17

The Holy of Holies

 

Danny - The Digger - Herman

Psalm 40 - Book One

I waited patiently for the LORD;
He inclined to me and heard my cry.

He also brought me up out of a horrible pit,
out of the miry clay,
and set my feet upon a rock,
and established my steps.

He has put a new song in my mouth

-- Praise to our God;

many will see it and fear,

and will trust in the LORD.

Blessed is that man who makes

the LORD his trust,

and does not respect the proud, 

nor such as turn aside to lies.

Many, O LORD my God, are Your wonderful works

which You have done;

and Your thoughts toward us 

cannot be recounted to You in order;

if I would declare and speak of them,

they are more than can be numbered.

In the name of the Father ⚜️

Psalm 40 - Book Two

Sacrifice and offering You did not desire;
my ears You have opened,
burnt offering and sin offering
You did not require.

Then I said: " Behold, I come; 

in the scroll of the Book

it is written of me."

I delight to do your will, O my GOD,

and your law is within my heart."

I have proclaimed the good news

of righteousness in the great assembly;

indeed, I do not restrain my lips,

O LORD, You Yourself know.

I have not hidden Your righteousness within my heart;

I have declared Your faithfulness and Your salvation;

I have not concealed Your lovingkindness and Your truth from the great assembly.

in the name of the Son  ⚜️ 

Psalm 40 - Book Three

Do not withhold Your tender mercies from me, O LORD;
let Your lovingkindness and Your truth
continually preserve me.

For innumerable evils have surrounded me; 

my iniquities have overtaken me, 

so I'm not able to look up;

they are more than the hairs of my head; 

therefore my heart fails me.

Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me; 

O LORD, make haste to help me!

Let them be ashamed and brought

to mutual confusion

who seek to destroy my life; 

let them be driven backward 

and brought to dishonor who wish me evil.

Let them be confounded because of their shame,

who say to me, "Aha, aha!" 

Let all those who seek You rejoice

and be glad in You;

let such as love Your salvation say continually, 

"The LORD be magnified!"

But I am poor and needy; yet

the LORD thinks upon me.

You are my help and my deliverer;

do not delay, O my GOD.

and the Holy Spirit. Amen! ⚜️

Faith & Mountains

Jesus says today: Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to these mountains, ' Move from here to there ' and they will move.

Nothing is impossible for you.

Saint Matthew 17:20

Dante

No longer hindered remain below

Francis Thompson

All which I took from thee

I did but take not for thy harms

but just that thou might'st seek it 

in My arms.

From Thompson's poem "The Hound of Heaven"

On The Sill

In the Name of the Father, the Son & the Holy Spirit  ➕  Amen.

Solemnity of the Most Holy Trinity

Navegando en el Rio de la Plata

 

El Arcangel San Miguel y yo

 

Juana

"El Caballo Blanco" 

Lo vi pasar tan raudo que diria

Que dos alas alzaban la montura,

Que no era un animal, sino la paura

Base de un angel con el que el corria. 

Centella, espuma, nieve y elegia,

Paso ante mi mientras la tarde oscura 

Desanudaba su rosa a la cintura

Y en un aire de estrellas la mecia.

No vi jinete, cabezal ni lazo

Era solo carrera en el ocaso

Ya sin luz, sin promesas ni esperanza.

Blanco y apocaliptico se iba

Cada vez mas ingravido hacia arriba

Con el hervor helado de una lanza.

                          ⚜️ ⚜️ ⚜️

Mayo 1963

Milagro en el KM 87

 

"Abriendo Puertas al Cielo" 

In The Heights, Glory to Thee LORD!

ALL Glory to Thee LORD! Praise the

LORD from the heavens; praise

Him in the heights!

    Praise Him, all His angels; praise

Him, all His hosts!

    Praise Him, sun and moon; praise

Him, all you stars of light!

    Praise Him, you heavens of heavens, 

and you waters above the heavens!

    Let them praise the name of the

LORD, for He commanded and they

were created.

    He also established them forever

and ever; He made a decree which

shall not pass away.

    Praise the LORD from the earth,

you great sea creatures and all the

depths;

    Fire and hail, snow and clouds;

stormy wind, fulfilling His word;

    Mountains and all hills; fruitful

trees and all cedars;

    Beasts and all cattle; creeping 

things and flying fowl;

    Kings of the earth and all peo-

ples; princes and all judges of the 

earth;

    Both young men and maidens;

old men and children.

    Let them praise the name of the

LORD, for His name alone is exalted;

His glory is above the earth and

heaven.

    And He has exalted the horn of

His people, the praise of all His 

saints -- of the children of Israel, a

people near to Him. Praise the LORD!

Psalm 148

Bible Hub

Madonna Nicopeia

I love you Mother!

Thank you for Jesus!

 Thank you for everything! 

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Thank You Jesus!

I love You too ;)

Basilica di San Marco

light green

 

I came with many knots in my heart,

like the magician's rope.

You undid them all at once.

I see now the splendor of the Student

and that of the Teacher's art.

Love and this body sit inside your presence,

one demolished, the other drunk.

We smile. We weep. Tree limbs

turning sere, then light green.

From RUMI "Bridge To The Soul" -  2007

Trans. Coleman Barks

Agni Parthene

 

Psalm

 

Who sow in tears will reap in Joy

A Montevideo

 

 como se puede olvidar

 la memoria de los ojos

 como se puede borrar

 la memoria de un rostro 

 despiadadamente hermoso

Montevideo

MONTEVIDEO ANTIGUO - Archivo Roberto Gimeno

Vermeer & Tchaikovsky

 

Jacob's Mill

  Love Letter Delivered

Juliet's Shakespeare

 

Lola Mora (1866 - 1936): With A Quarry On Her Wings

 

The Book of Psalms: "Psalm 103"

 . . .

For the wind passes over it

and it is gone

and its place remembers it no more

. . .

Amado Nervo: "Vieja Llave"

 

Robert Hugh Benson

 

Juana

"El Bosque"

Todo el bosque retoña bajo el sol de Setiembre. 

Son agudos los tonos del matiz de las yemas.

Aquí, , revienta un brote de reborde escarlata.

Más allá, estallan hojas de un verdor amarillo.


   Todo el bosque susurra tan alegre y tan joven

Que en sus trescientos años recién hecho parece. 

Con jovial optimismo se han llenado las ramas

De apretados manojos de capullos y hojas.


   Y, sin embargo, observa cómo en los recios troncos

Se ven las llagas secas de las ramas cortadas

Y los pardos muñones de los troncos robustos

Que amputaron un día fatal los leñadores.


   Más la selva es de una mansedumbre evangélica. 


                                  ⚜️ ⚜️ ⚜️

Juana de Ibarbourou

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