The Birth Of Moses Sunday School Lesson

Depeche Mode - I Feel You

I feel you Your sun it shines
I feel you Within my mind

You Take Me There You take me WHERE

The kingdom eat You take me to

And lead me through
Babylon

This is the morning of our love
Its just the dawning of our love

I feel you
Your heart it sings
I feel you
The joy it brings
Where heaven waits
Those golden gates
And back again
You take me to
And lead me through
Oblivion

This is the morning of our love
Its just the dawning of our love

I feel you
Your precious soul
And I am whole
I feel you
Your rising sun
My kingdom comes

I feel you
Each move you make
I feel you
Each breath you take
Where angels sing
And spread their wings My loves

on high You take me home To Glorys

throne By and by

This is the morning of our love
Its just the Dawning of

Michelin Rainforce Calgary

adnairsilence @ 2008-03-25T18:11:00

tear I've never known the beauty of a friendly smile or a wise word that might give encouragement.
What good is having a profound sensitivity that draws others to apathy?.
Nothing is eternal in this place, except the memory. And it has not been for those who have known me, one that can evoke fond memories. Meant discovering deeper misery.
I uncover the truth matters. I have nothing to offer. I do not want to start anything else. And I hope that I never would have known.

Toronto Watch Walkie Talkie

From "Religious Musings" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

I

T HERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind,
Omnific. MOST His holy name is Love.
Truth of subliming import! Which with the
Who feeds and historical saturated constant soul,
from small particular orbit flies historical	        5
With blest outstarting! From himself he flies,
Stands in the sun, and with no partial gaze
Views all creation; and he loves it all,
And blesses it, and calls it very good!
This is indeed to dwell with the Most High!	       10
Cherubs and rapture-trembling Seraphim
Can press no nearer to the Almighty’s throne.
But that we roam unconscious, or with hearts
Unfeeling of our universal Sire,
And that in His vast family no Cain	       15
Injures uninjured (in her best-aimed blow
Victorious Murder a blind Suicide)
Haply for this some younger Angel now
Looks down on Human Nature: and, behold!
A sea of blood bestrewed with wrecks, where mad	       20
Embattling Interests on each other rush
With unhelmed rage!
  ’Tis the sublime of man,
Our noontide Majesty, to know ourselves
Parts and proportions of one wondrous whole!	       25
This fraternizes man, this constitutes
Our charities and bearings. But ’tis God
Diffused through all, that doth make all one whole;
This the worst superstition, him except
Aught to desire, Supreme Reality!	       30
The plenitude and permanence of bliss!
 
II   Toy-bewitched,
Made blind by lusts, disherited of soul,
No common centre Man, no common sire
Knoweth! A sordid solitary thing,	       35
Mid countless brethren with a lonely heart
Through courts and cities the smooth savage roams
Feeling himself, his own low self the whole;
When he by sacred sympathy might make
The whole one Self! Self, that no alien knows!	       40
Self, far diffused as Fancy’s wing can travel!
Self, spreading still! Oblivious of its own,
Yet all of all possessing! This is Faith!
This the Messiah’s destined victory