We convulse in a breathlessness of meanings to make of this vast and violent place. Have you forsaken us? Madikizela? Who can we shoot to end this falling nightmare? If it is a matter of violence, Mama, violence has found us...
in tooze’s peerless empire accent. i attempt an impression for kramer and tell him i’d had to rewind the podcast over and over to confirm tooze’s phrasing. it now plays in my mind like an anglican hymn, a necessary counterpoint to my staccato fears for human civilization, born in...
Psalm 8:1 In the midst of disconsolate supplications, here is a hymn that chants the splendor of God. But is not the best reflection of the divine majesty the grandeur of the human being? For the Lord has made this tiny being lost in the immensity of the world the crown of all creati...
John Lennon's "Imagine" has become a hymn of peace and love throughout generations. And although the former Beatle's song is an obvious plea for world peace, it deals with many other issues that a lot of people might have overlooked. In a 1980's interview, Lennon talked a lot about t...
Psalm 101 - A psalm of David. I will sing about loyalty and justice. To you, O LORD, I will sing praises. I will walk in the way of integrity. When
He quieted, we prayed together (I’m not a big prayer guy but it was obvious he was), he sang me a hymn in Spanish, I explained and pointed out how to get to a nearby church that had social services that might be able to help his pervasive problems. We went our ways; him ...
--The LXX. and Vulgate have "helper." (Comp. Psalm 9:9.) The word comes in so abruptly, that doubtless the addition in Samuel, "and my refuge, my Saviour, thou savest me from violence," was part of the original hymn, completing the rhythm. Pulpit CommentaryVerse 2. - The Lord is...
Thus by the time the judgment was delivered OccupyGhana and the Auditor-General, hitherto adversaries, had become strong allies in the same cause, joined at the hip, singing from the same hymn sheet and fighting from the same corner. On 14th June 2017, just a week to the first anniversary...
collecting quatrains by queer and trans writers. One of my favourites were four lines from Saeed Jones’ poem ‘Closet of Red’— a kind of fever dream. The poem felt like a blue hymn soaked in flowers. When I wrote my glosa, i...
STRAY BIRDS 83 320 THE prelude of the night is com menced in the music of the sunset, in its solemn hymn to the ineffable dark. 321 I HAVE scaled the peak and found no shelter in fame's bleak and barren height. Lead me, my Guide, before the light fades, into the valley of "ui...