The Three Kings

25 Dec

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Three Kings came riding from far away,img_20161218_234810
Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they travelled by night and they slept by day,
For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.

The star was so beautiful, large and clear,
That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere,
And by this they knew that the coming was near
Of the Prince foretold in the prophecy.

Three caskets they bore on their saddle-bows,
Three caskets of gold with golden keys;
Their robes were of crimson silk with rows
Of bells and pomegranates and furbelows,
Their turbans like blossoming almond-trees.

And so the Three Kings rode into the West,
Through the dusk of the night, over hill and dell,
And sometimes they nodded with beard on breast,
And sometimes talked, as they paused to rest,
With the people they met at some wayside well.

“Of the child that is born,” said Baltasar,
“Good people, I pray you, tell us the news;
For we in the East have seen his star,
And have ridden fast, and have ridden far,
To find and worship the King of the Jews.”

And the people answered, “You ask in vain;
We know of no King but Herod the Great!”
They thought the Wise Men were men insane,
As they spurred their horses across the plain,
Like riders in haste, who cannot wait.

And when they came to Jerusalem,
Herod the Great, who had heard this thing,
Sent for the Wise Men and questioned them;
And said, “Go down unto Bethlehem,
And bring me tidings of this new king.”

So they rode away; and the star stood still,
The only one in the grey of morn;
Yes, it stopped –it stood still of its own free will,
Right over Bethlehem on the hill,
The city of David, where Christ was born.

And the Three Kings rode through the gate and the guard,
Through the silent street, till their horses turned
And neighed as they entered the great inn-yard;
But the windows were closed, and the doors were barred,
And only a light in the stable burned.

And cradled there in the scented hay,
In the air made sweet by the breath of kine,
The little child in the manger lay,
The child, that would be king one day
Of a kingdom not human, but divine.

His mother Mary of Nazareth
Sat watching beside his place of rest,
Watching the even flow of his breath,
For the joy of life and the terror of death
Were mingled together in her breast.

They laid their offerings at his feet:
The gold was their tribute to a King,
The frankincense, with its odor sweet,
Was for the Priest, the Paraclete,
The myrrh for the body’s burying.

And the mother wondered and bowed her head,
And sat as still as a statue of stone,
Her heart was troubled yet comforted,
Remembering what the Angel had said
Of an endless reign and of David’s throne.

Then the Kings rode out of the city gate,
With a clatter of hoofs in proud array;
But they went not back to Herod the Great,
For they knew his malice and feared his hate,
And returned to their homes by another way.

The Joyful Song

12 Nov

Oh my soul seems to be plunged into darkness,neon-lights-on-the-christ-the-redeemer-at-night
The night seems to be my only consolation,
The day is too dark with miseries and deception
Though I have hope my weakness fails me

Wait a minute my conscience reminds me,
Try again and all is not lost,
Didn`t he tell he will be you till end of time,
Hasn`t he said to stand firm when tempted

Oh man of little faith, why do you doubt,
I have died for love of you,
Try and stand firm proved he,
I shall not leave you, showed he

He has conquered the world,
We have won by his death,
Stand firm till death and be blessed,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, no fear but joy forever

I LOVE YOU

5 Nov

By tonyg,

Mistakes in my life have caused me pain within,ilovejesus
I spent many sleepless nights feeling sorry for my sin,
One night into my heart gentle words said to me,
Let your heart not be troubled, I have set you free,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and True,
Place your trust in Me and wipe away your tears,
My eternal love will fill you and conquer all of your fears,
At times daily struggles pull me from side to side,
Some battles have been lost, indulging in selfish pride,
I feel great sadness knowing that sin keeps us apart,
Once again those words of comfort echo in my heart,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and True,
Many times you have strayed but I love you just the same,
When trouble finds you once again call upon My name,
Trust in My Mercy always as you journey on your way,
Repent and My Divine Mercy will wash your sins away,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and true,
All that I ask is that you place your trust in Me,
Sin and death were conquered upon the cross on Calvary!

To a Bengal Tiger

29 Oct

Ferocious looks, shiny eyes,royal_bengal_tiger_13782220263
Hidden beneath tall grass she crouches slowly,
The mere Blackbuck unaware of the predator,
Succumbs to its death in blink of an eye

The Royal Bengal Tiger with its majestic contours,
Wonders around the Sunderbans undefiled ,
With large paws and claws,
Truly you are the Rambo of the jungle

You once threatened any man`s existence,
Today you are so few and need assistance,
Oh those beautiful days you do recall,
When you had land which no man could own

We see you animatronic everywhere,
From Movies to Malls your facsimile exists,
Hardly do men worry about your welfare,
Though you are endangered and need our care

Run Baby Run

21 Oct


Run baby run, have full fun,
Indulge in glamour, indulge in all that money can buy,
East deliciously, your bellyful, never be hungry,
Entertainment is all around, fill your eyes with lust and gold

Dance and make merry, there is no hell or purgatory,
Have fun all the time, explore the world in luxury,
There is no afterlife, this is the one all you have,
Play with it and be adventurous

Oh I had it all, but why do we have to suffer,
Even the rich have to suffer, the elite has their woes too,
Infidelity, disobedience and gambling seem to be common,
There should be a meaning to life apart from pleasure and fun

Why did he suffer, why was he crucified,
Suffering does have a purpose, there is some joy in it,
Oh many saints have suffered throughout with joy,
I do want to taste it and enjoy

Lust and glamour are bottomless pits,
Marriage infidelity is a demon in disguise,
Without afterlife, we are just animals,
Oh now for sure there is no life without suffering

 

To a Laborer

21 Oct

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Oh Laborer of a desert city,
You toil day and night without rest,
Doing your best to build the city that never rests,
From the tallest to the smartest towers your hand exists,
But seldom people recognise that you even subsist

Short sleepless nights, to long working hours,
Weekends or weekdays are no different to you,
No worldly pleasure only dreams of a bright future,
Cold winter and hot summer are all that you enjoy,
Oh God does see your plight and shall give you rest

Some never survive to tell the tale,
Weakness, hopelessness kill their being,
Only some survive to see the face of their loved ones,
Oh what a joy to see their Papa, Husband, Son back,
Joy and Glory greater than a valiant soldier from war

With lot of dreams did they arrive at this land,
Many did realise their dreams to see their kids prosper,
Some admire this land compared to their own,
Many are desperate wanting to go back to their loved ones,
Oh Laborer, we honour you and pray for you

To a White Tiger

16 Jul

It roams around in a cage of glass,
With royal posture and grim looks,
It growls at the onlooker on green grass,
Elegantly doing the routine catwalk on hooks,
Unknowing the pleasure it gives to mankind

The White tiger with its royal acclaim,
A pleasure to eyes and solace to mind,
Oh mighty cat you know not our claim,
Children excited, adults in full wind,
To have your view because you are so few

Once you did used to rule our jungle,
Though seldom people knew your value,
Many men indifferently struggle,
Your nails to tail they devalue,
Oh if they admired your beauty, so precious

Time has passed and technology at it`s brink,
No longer do men need trees for warmth or cool,
Entertainment is all around, plenty to eat and drink,
Everything seems a click away and men be-fooled,
Only to be entangled in more misery till extinct