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Greetje at 22:13, 30 November 2008

Greetje — Sun, 30 Nov 2008 22:13:05 GMT

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-	<blockquote>	+	<blockquote>Today, my eldest son, you reach<br>The end of twelve God-given years,<br>And I will stand today and preach<br>That God Almighty takes our fears.</blockquote><blockquote>At twelve I hope my son should know<br>That God omnipotent does reign,<br>And none can stay his plans; they go<br>Where he appoints and without strain.</blockquote><blockquote>Give ear, my son, to what I say<br>For God’s unending might and power<br>May lead us fiercely in the way<br>Of pain before our final hour.</blockquote><blockquote>Who knows but when some goodnight kiss<br>May be the last? Or whether for<br>The gospel God may order this:<br>A distant call, an open door,</blockquote><blockquote>And you obey, as I who stay,<br>And put ten thousand miles<br>Between yourself and me. I pray,<br>Dear son, ‘twill be with smiles.</blockquote><blockquote>For God Almighty rules the skies<br>And on the earth a feeble king<br>Struts out his power and tries to rise<br>In vain, while we break forth and sing.</blockquote><blockquote>Lord, teach my son to reverence you,<br>And that your recompense is sure<br>And that you are a refuge, too,<br>For every son whose way is pure.</blockquote><blockquote>Almighty God, help me to be<br>A godly father, firm and sweet,<br>That in the coming ages we<br>Might bow together at your feet.</blockquote><blockquote>Daddy </blockquote>
-	Today, my eldest son, you reach<br>The end of twelve God-given years,<br>And I will stand today and preach<br>That God Almighty takes our fears.~~ ~~	+
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-	At twelve I hope my son should know<br>That God omnipotent does reign,<br>And none can stay his plans; they go<br>Where he appoints and without strain.	+
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-	Give ear, my son, to what I say<br>For God’s unending might and power<br>May lead us fiercely in the way<br>Of pain before our final hour.	+
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-	Who knows but when some goodnight kiss<br>May be the last? Or whether for<br>The gospel God may order this:<br>A distant call, an open door,	+
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-	And you obey, as I who stay,<br>And put ten thousand miles<br>Between yourself and me. I pray,<br>Dear son, ‘twill be with smiles.	+
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-	For God Almighty rules the skies<br>And on the earth a feeble king<br>Struts out his power and tries to rise<br>In vain, while we break forth and sing.	+
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-	Lord, teach my son to reverence you,<br>And that your recompense is sure<br>And that you are a refuge, too,<br>For every son whose way is pure.	+
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-	Almighty God, help me to be<br>A godly father, firm and sweet,<br>That in the coming ages we<br>Might bow together at your feet.	+
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-	Daddy	+
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Greetje at 22:11, 30 November 2008

Greetje — Sun, 30 Nov 2008 22:11:23 GMT

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	Today, my eldest son, you reach<br>The end of twelve God-given years,<br>And I will stand today and preach<br>That God Almighty takes our fears.		Today, my eldest son, you reach<br>The end of twelve God-given years,<br>And I will stand today and preach<br>That God Almighty takes our fears.
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-	At twelve I hope my son should know<br>That God omnipotent does reign,<br>And none can stay his plans; they go<br>Where he appoints and without strain.	+	At twelve I hope my son should know<br>That God omnipotent does reign,<br>And none can stay his plans; they go<br>Where he appoints and without strain.
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	Give ear, my son, to what I say<br>For God’s unending might and power<br>May lead us fiercely in the way<br>Of pain before our final hour.		Give ear, my son, to what I say<br>For God’s unending might and power<br>May lead us fiercely in the way<br>Of pain before our final hour.

Greetje: New page: {{info}}''For Karsten''
Today, my eldest son, you reach
The end of twelve God-given years,
And I will stand today and preach
That God Almighty takes our fears. ...

Greetje — Sun, 30 Nov 2008 22:09:55 GMT

New page: {{info}}''For Karsten'' <blockquote> Today, my eldest son, you reach The end of twelve God-given years, And I will stand today and preach That God Almighty takes our fears. ...

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{{info}}''For Karsten''
<blockquote>
Today, my eldest son, you reach The end of twelve God-given years, And I will stand today and preach That God Almighty takes our fears. 
</blockquote><blockquote>
At twelve I hope my son should know That God omnipotent does reign, And none can stay his plans; they go Where he appoints and without strain.
</blockquote><blockquote>
Give ear, my son, to what I say For God’s unending might and power May lead us fiercely in the way Of pain before our final hour.

Who knows but when some goodnight kiss May be the last? Or whether for The gospel God may order this: A distant call, an open door,

And you obey, as I who stay, And put ten thousand miles Between yourself and me. I pray, Dear son, ‘twill be with smiles.

For God Almighty rules the skies And on the earth a feeble king Struts out his power and tries to rise In vain, while we break forth and sing.

Lord, teach my son to reverence you, And that your recompense is sure And that you are a refuge, too, For every son whose way is pure.

Almighty God, help me to be A godly father, firm and sweet, That in the coming ages we Might bow together at your feet.

Daddy
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A Birthday Poem for Missions Week - Revision history

Kathyyee: Protected "A Birthday Poem for Missions Week" ([edit=sysop] (indefinite) [move=sysop] (indefinite))

Greetje at 22:13, 30 November 2008

Greetje at 22:11, 30 November 2008

Greetje: New page: {{info}}''For Karsten'' Today, my eldest son, you reachThe end of twelve God-given years,And I will stand today and preachThat God Almighty takes our fears. ...

Greetje: New page: {{info}}''For Karsten''
Today, my eldest son, you reach
The end of twelve God-given years,
And I will stand today and preach
That God Almighty takes our fears. ...