Pause for Poetry – Begin the Day With God

Begin the day with God!

Horatius Bonar

Begin the day with God!

He is your Sun and Day!

His is the radiance of your dawn;

To Him address your day.

Sing a new song at morn!

Join the glad woods and hills;

Join the fresh winds and seas and plains,

Join the bright flowers and rills.

Sing your first song to God!

Not to your fellow men;

Not to the creatures of His hand,

But to the glorious One.

Take your first walk with God!

Let Him go forth with thee;

By stream, or sea, or mountain path,

Seek still His company.

Your first transaction be

With God Himself above;

So will your business prosper well,

All the day by love.

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Pause for Poetry-The Way of the Cross

The Way of the Cross

Annie Johnson Flint

Some of us stay at the Cross,
Some of us wait at the tomb,
Quickened and raised with Christ
Yet lingering still in the gloom.

Some of us bide at the Passover Feast
With Pentecost all unknown:
The triumphs of grace in the heavenly place
That our Lord has made our own.

If Christ who had died had stopped at the Cross,
His work had been incomplete.
If Christ who was buried had stayed in the tomb,
He had only known defeat.

But the Way of the Cross never stops at the Cross,
And the way of the tomb leads on
To victorious Grace in the heavenly place,
Where the Risen Lord has gone.

 

Our Sacrificial Lamb

©Frances Gregory Pasch

The cross lay bare and bloodstained…

The nails ripped from Christ’s hands.

They came and took His body.

Most did not understand.

The crowd wept tears of sorrow

For they did not realize

His mission was accomplished…

In three days He would arise.

What seemed like such a tragedy

Was all part of God’s plan.

When Jesus died, He paid the price…

Our sacrificial lamb.

He conquered death by rising

And opened heaven’s door.

If we will just believe in Him,

Our destiny’s secure.

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Pause for Poetry — Waiting

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem, Waiting, written by my writer-friend, Frances Gregory Pasch.

Waiting

     Waiting for answers

     Is part of God’s plan.

   To strengthen our faith

Though we can’t understand.

    We don’t like to wait,

    We want answers now.

We know He could grant them

   Of course He knows how.

    Yet He puts us on hold . . .

   Doesn’t give us a reason

     For His plans yield fruit

      In His perfect season.

    So while we are waiting

       He helps us to grow.

      And when He is ready

     His answers we’ll know.

   ©Frances Gregory Pasch

Frances Gregory Pasch’s devotions and poems have been published hundreds of times in devotional booklets, magazines, and Sunday school papers since 1985. Her writing has also appeared in several dozen compilations. Her book, Double Vision: Seeing God in Everyday Life Through Devotions and Poetry is available on Amazon. Frances has been leading a women’s Christian writers group since 1991 and makes her own holiday greeting cards incorporating her poetry. She and her husband, Jim, have been married since 1958. They have five sons and nine grandchildren. Contact her at http://www.francesgregorypasch.com.

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Pause for Poetry-My Prayer For You in 2020

Welcome to Pause for Poetry, featuring a poem, Godly Advice, written by my writer-friend, Frances Gregory Pasch.

My Prayer For You In 2020

 

My prayer for you this new year

Is that God will pour on you

An anointing of His Spirit

Over all you say and do.

 

May His love flow through your actions.

May His joy show on your face.

May others feel His presence…

It’s called Amazing Grace.

 

May each new day be special

Filled with blessings from above.

May you feast upon His goodness…

Then with others share His love.

 

Frances Gregory Pasch

Frances Gregory Pasch’s devotions and poems have been published hundreds of times in devotional booklets, magazines, and Sunday school papers since 1985. Her writing has also appeared in several dozen compilations. Her book, Double Vision: Seeing God in Everyday Life Through Devotions and Poetry is available on Amazon. Frances has been leading a women’s Christian writers group since 1991 and makes her own holiday greeting cards incorporating her poetry. She and her husband, Jim, have been married since 1958. They have five sons and nine grandchildren. Contact her at http://www.francesgregorypasch.com.

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Pause for Poetry-Bells Across the Snow

Bells Across the Snow

O Christmas, merry Christmas,

Has it really come again,

With its memories and greetings,

With its joy and with its pain!

Minor chords are in the carol

And a shadow in the light,

and a spray of cypress twining

With the holly wreath tonight.

And the hush is never broken

By laughter light and low,

As we listen in the starlight

To the “bells across the snow.”

 

O Christmas, merry Christmas,

It’s not so very long

Since other voices blended

With the carol and the song!

If we could but hear them singing,

As they are singing now,

If we could but see the radiance

Of the crown on each dear brow,

There would be no cry to cover,

No hidden tear to flow,

As we listen in the starlight

To the “bells across the snow.”

 

O Christmas, merry Christmas,

This nevermore can be;

We cannot bring again the days

Of our unshadowed glee,

But Christmas, happy Christmas,

Sweet herald of goodwill,

With holy songs of glory

Brings holy gladness still.

For peace and hope may brighten,

And patient love may glow,

As we listen in the starlight

To the “bells across the snow.”

Frances Ridley Havergal from Streams in the Desert.

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