Rejoicing in the day made, I am happy and unafraid. All debt has been paid By Jesus, may He be praised.
The Holy Spirit overflows, And my love of God grows and grows. These are the blessed days. I and mine walk in praise.
Way back in Christian history, The Lord paid the price without mystery. The Earth began to shake At His sacrifice without mistake.
Atonement was paid by His price. The Lord made Himself our sacrifice. That you and I might gain eternity, This means the gain of everything.
All hail the Savior of the Earth, Because He has given the full worth That we might walk free, These blessings in forgiveness were given to you and me.
“The one who plants trees, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning of life.“ – Rabindranath Tagore
“In every human Beast, God has implanted a Principle, which we call Love of Freedom; it is impatient of Oppression, and pants for Deliverance.” – Phillis Wheatley
Sometimes secrets spill out over drink. This is especially true when we overthink. Guilt makes us say we're better than that. But we're only human, as a matter of fact.
At first, even the iconic, troubled German Jew Whispered to himself, wondering what was true. But there was only so much a patriot could take, Before he realized looking away was a huge mistake.
There is only so much running a good man can do. When you are raised upright, it's especially true. The time comes when a man is ready to fight. It's easier when it's obvious the fight is right.
His parents had forced him to flee into the night. Even if only one, he would know America's light. Still, he had made his pledge in the darkness That he would be back to fight against the harshness.
And return he had toward the end of that war, Remembering the promise he alone knew more, Landing on Omaha Beach on Eisenhower's D-Day, This dignified German Jew fought for the American way.
There is only so much running a good man can do. When you are raised upright, it's especially true. The time comes when a man is ready to fight. It's easier when it's obvious the fight is right.
What sort of men finalize solutions by endless death? What kind of pride can be had in extinguishing the breath Of millions whose only guilt was simply to be living? How could there be found the ability to be forgiving?
Confronting the truth matters more than most know. Having integrity and honor is more than just a show. Tears filled the eyes of the young man of dignity, He had sworn an oath upon his people's nobility.
There is only so much running a good man can do. When you are raised upright, it's especially true. The time comes when a man is ready to fight. It's easier when it's obvious the fight is right.
The Wrong of the Right (The Right of the Wrong) by Michael Doyle
Conspiracies accuse innocence of complicity. It's how inconveniences become simplicity. Those that do not fit into shame or grace Are awkwardly hammered into their needed place.
Ugly images shown cannot be left behind. They instruct the horrors that melt the mind. Mankind can treat others with banal cruelty. No one is superior in acting so brutally.
We can pretend that we never did wrong, But untruths like that don't belong. Errors are too often the way of humanity. To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.
Starved and beaten to brutal extermination. The truth of this deserves our examination. Never let it be said that it wasn't this way. Those who did this surely deserve to fully pay.
Bodies were stacked outside the crematory As though the business of death were a factory. To see these things is the crudest obscenity, It reduces man to the worst forms of savagery.
We can pretend that we never did wrong, But untruths like that don't belong. Errors are too often the way of humanity. To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.
It beggars the mind, how this is possible. Evil such as this is more than we are capable. Outraged, we look and take extreme offense, While excusing Hiroshima and Dresden with petulance.
There is some truth in calling out the hypocrisy. The razor's line between the two is incendiary. I've seen battle, and this is the worst sort of death. With a startled pause, it takes away my breath.
We can pretend that we never did wrong, But untruths like that don't belong. Errors are too often the way of humanity. To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.
The German justification rested on history. Had they won, they believed their superiority Would be told about as a conquest and glory. Genghis Khan retold as a modern sort of story.
Coming face-to-face with the horrors that took place. It's a cold sort of truth and hard to openly embrace. Motivation can only truly make a difference, If we hold life as sacred and to be held in reverence.
We can pretend that we never did wrong, But untruths like that don't belong. Errors are too often the way of humanity. To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.
“Allow a government to decline paying its debts and you overthrow all public morality-you unhinge all the principles that preserve the limits of free constitutions. Nothing can more affect national prosperity than a constant and systematic attention to extinguish the present debt and to avoid as much as possibly the incurring of any new debt.” – Alexander Hamilton
Heading into court for the first round, There were issues with no precedent found. The war to end all wars would continue Using words as weapons and points of view.
Formality and contempt were on display, Which would be wiser was hard to say. Crimes against peace held heavy responsibility. Their adjudication must be handled capably.
World War II left the world in a state of agitation. The worst crime committed was that of aggression. The accumulated evil of the whole disturbed the tranquility, And with it went the world's constrained civility.
Civilization could not afford to ever again compromise With the cruel violence, and so the world must realize All wars, however local, become world wars to dread, And make our world, a place even angels fear to tread.
A just world comes about only when all answer to the law. The end of tyranny comes when its shadow cannot ever fall In such a way as to darkly conceal truth from us all. Guilty or not guilty, we must each answer this call.
World War II left the world in a state of agitation. The worst crime committed was that of aggression. The accumulated evil of the whole disturbed the tranquility, And with it went the world's constrained civility.
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
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