Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Teu Conselheiro nos poem@s



SER TRANSFORMADO!!

I

Ter um ser transformado

Ter uma mente bem limpa;

É ser por Deus comandado

Que ela jamais finda.


II

Ter um coração Bom

Implica ter uma Dom

Que só pode vir ou se obter do Deus-Bom;

Para sem bem dirigido

Nunca ser um Cristão fingido

Ou homem que é por Deus elegido,

Precisarias do mundo converter ao Deus-Vivo.


III

Queres ter uma alma limpa

Que no mundo todos se admiram alinda?

Sim! Até mesmo Jesus admire-a ainda;

Aleluias! Glórias Divinas! Antes da Sua Vinda,

Terá que ser o teu jeito de viver na vida,

Antes que te supreenda a morte nesta lida.


IV

Queres conhecer a prosperidade,

Ou ser um herói na mocidade,

Que falem de ti em toda comunidade,

Ser bem aplaudido na Cidade;

Actualiza-te e viva na Imcorruptibilidade,

Abraçe a ame a humildade,

Convide o Santo Jesus na tua idade

Que seja sempre ELE a tua prioridade.


V

Pois somente assim

Que num belo dia reconhecerias que de mim

Palavras saíram em conselho:

Aquele que é limpo de Coração,

Que nunca a vaidade se entregou,

Nem se quer na roda dos falsos-crentes se assentou;

Sim! Esse no Céu viverá com toda prontidão.”



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1 Comments:

Blogger whoami123 said...

.

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Whoami

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

6:13 PM  

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