Psalms and hymns plus

This blog chiefly contains metrical versions of the psalms based on the NIV text but also poems I have written down the years

20121219

"Done because we are too menny"

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How many will heaven hold? How many does God love? Is this sounding too bold?   What's too hard for the Lord? What is it he c...
20121218

Kanpur August 31 1979

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I know big boys don't cry But I'm ill and I'm down. My spirit burns low, And my heartfelt cry - Not medicine, father, Not...
20121214

Not hard to believe it

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Earthly things seem to me like a day dream, Like a cornfield lives men sway before me. O loving God, you're my Lord, Your Christ is m...

The Widow's Mite

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The widow's might Might be but a mite, But oh that we might do the same. If our mite was our might And our might was given as a mite...
20121213

Unborn

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While I was still a twinkle in your eye, Why did you have to blink?

Ambition

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When I thought of being What I am today Many moons ago, Little did I know It would be this way. No, I never really knew, I didn't ...

True Love

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True love is like the morning sun It's big and round and lots of fun But like the sunrise every day Why is true love so far away?

The fantasist

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He imagined Imogen While on a date with Kate.

Lyrical and cynical

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I'm too far sighted To be incited To be excited Over you.
20121208

Preacher's Saturday Song

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Where's my hymn book to? Is it in Timbuktu? Where's my hymn book gone? It was here all along.
20121203

Cool of the day

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I'm walking on God's earth In the cool of the day Wending my way In the cool of the day. On my own In the cool of the day, I...
20121130

Deja vu

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This is the poem about deja vu Here's the poem that tells you what to do And it's just like the poem that you read The one that g...

Deja Vu

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This is the poem about deja vu Here's the poem that tells you what to do And it's just like the poem that you read The one that g...
20120602

My old street

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I drove down my old street the other day. Some boys kicked a ball on the green, where I once would play. The trees on the green are as...
20120517

On looking through my window and seeing a hill

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On looking through my window and seeing a hill peeping out between the concrete There's always a gap in any terrain There's al...
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Welsh pastor [born '59] at Childs Hill Baptist, London ['83ff] husband to Eleri ['88ff]; father to 5 sons [b '89-'01]; 4 daughters-in-law ['09ff]; 9 grandchildren ['14ff] author: several books, many blogs.
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