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Jun 12 2011

A Cup Of Tea

A Cup Of Tea                                

~unknown author

When the world is all at odds

And the mind is all at sea

Then cease the useless tedium

And brew a cup of tea.


There is magic in its’ fragrance,

There is solace in its’ taste;

And the laden moments vanish

Somehow into space.

And the world becomes a lovely thing !

There’s beauty as you’ll see;

All because you briefly stopped

To brew a cup of tea.

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Jun 06 2009

Angel Love -inspirational poem

Angel Love

~author unknown


If we have faith and love
That we are in God’s care,
Then we can believe His angels
Are with us everywhere.

Guardian angels have been sent
To protect us from any harm,
And to teach us about love and peace,
And keep our spirits calm.

You’re so very special to me
Each and every day,
That I asked the angels to bring
A little more love your way.


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May 10 2009

My Mother’s Bible – lyrics

My Mother’s Bible

by MB Williams



MY MOTHER’S BIBLE

by: MB Williams
written in 1893

There’s a dear and precious Book,
Though it’s worn and faded now,
Which recalls those happy days of long ago,
When I stood at mother’s knee,
With her hand upon my brow,
And I heard her voice in gentle tones and low.

Blessèd Book, precious Book,
On thy dear old tear stained leaves I love to look;
Thou art sweeter day by day, as I walk the narrow way
That leads at last to that bright home above.

As she read the stories o’er
Of those mighty men of old,
Of Joseph and of Daniel and their trials,
Of little David bold,
Who became a king at last,
Of Satan and his many wicked wiles.

Blessèd Book, precious Book,
On thy dear old tear stained leaves I love to look;
Thou art sweeter day by day, as I walk the narrow way
That leads at last to that bright home above.

Then she read of Jesus’ love,
As He blessed the children dear,
How He suffered, bled and died upon the tree;
Of His heavy load of care,
Then she dried my flowing tears
With her kisses as she said it was for me.

Blessèd Book, precious Book,
On thy dear old tear stained leaves I love to look;
Thou art sweeter day by day, as I walk the narrow way
That leads at last to that bright home above.


Well, those days are past and gone,
But their memory lingers still
And the dear old Book each day has been my guide;
And I seek to do His will,
As my mother taught me then,
And ever in my heart His Words abide.

Blessèd Book, precious Book,
On thy dear old tear stained leaves I love to look;
Thou art sweeter day by day, as I walk the narrow way
That leads at last to that bright home above.

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