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Home›Traditions›Charismatic

Charismatic Illustrations

The present-day operation of all spiritual gifts and the experiential dimension of the Holy Spirit.

Key question: “How is the Holy Spirit actively manifesting His power and gifts in the church today?”

23,580 sermon illustrations through the Charismatic lens

Poetry

A Part of an Ode

to the Immortal Memory and Friendship of that noble pair, Sir Lucius Cary and Sir H.

Universal

Ben Jonson

485 words

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Poetry

Sonnet 57: Being your slave what should I do but tend

Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend; Nor services to do, till you require.

Universal

William Shakespeare

108 words

Poetry

Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head

what eyes hath Love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight; Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled, That censures falsely what they see aright? If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote,...

Night

The sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest, And I must seek for mine. The moon, like a flower In heaven's high bower, With silent delight, Sits and smiles on the night.

Weeping.

IMMITATION OF ENGLISH POETS. COWLEY While Celia's tears make sorrow bright, Proud grief sits swelling in her eyes; The sun, next those the fairest light, Thus from the ocean first did rise: And thus through mists we see the sun,...

Sonnet 23: As an unperfect actor on the stage

As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put beside his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart; So I, for fear of trust, forget to...

Letter in Verse

Like boys that run behind the loaded wain For the mere joy of riding back again, When summer from the meadow carts the hay And school hours leave them half a day to play; So I with leisure on three...

Celestial Love (excerpt)

Higher far, Upward, into the pure realm, Over sun or star, Over the flickering Daemon film, Thou must mount for love,— Into vision which all form In one only form dissolves; In a region where the wheel, On which all...

A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; O my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly played in tune.

To Thomas Moore

My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee!

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

128 words

Poetry

I watched the Moon around the House

I watched the Moon around the House Until upon a Pane -- She stopped -- a Traveller's privilege -- for Rest -- And there upon...

Fragment of the Elegy on the Death of Adonis

PROM THE GREEK OF BION. I mourn Adonis dead--loveliest Adonis-- Dead, dead Adonis--and the Loves lament. Sleep no more, Venus, wrapped in purple woof-- Wake violet-stoled queen, and weave the crown Of Death,--'tis Misery calls,--for he is dead.

The Rainy Day

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.

Universal

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

105 words

Poetry

Sonnet

FROM THE ITALIAN OF CAVALCANTI. GUIDO CAVALCANTI TO DANTE ALIGHIERI: Returning from its daily quest, my Spirit Changed thoughts and vile in thee doth weep to find: It grieves me that thy mild and gentle mind Those ample virtues which it did inherit Has lost.

Stanzas for Music

I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name, There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame: But the tear which now burns on my cheek may impart The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart.

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

174 words

Poetry

Sunday Dip

The morning road is thronged with merry boys Who seek the water for their Sunday joys; They run to seek the shallow pit, and wade And dance about the water in the shade.

The Little Vagabond

Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold; But the Alehouse is healthy, and pleasant, and warm. Besides, I can tell where I am used well; The poor parsons with wind like a blown bladder swell.

Epitaph. on General Henry Withers, in Westminster Abbey, 1729.

Here, Withers, rest! thou bravest, gentlest mind, Thy country's friend, but more of human kind. Oh, born to arms! oh, worth in youth approved! Oh, soft humanity, in age beloved! For thee the hardy veteran drops a tear, And the...

On Parting

The kiss, dear maid! thy lip has left Shall never part from mine, Till happier hours restore the gift Untainted back to thine. Thy parting glance, which fondly beams, An equal love may see: The tear that from thine eyelid...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

120 words

Poetry

Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill

Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their body's force, Some in their garments though new-fangled ill; Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse; And every humour hath his...

There Was a Time, I Need Not Name

There was a time, I need not name, Since it will ne'er forgotten be, When all our feelings were the same As still my soul...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

160 words

Poetry

The Light of Stars

The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars; And the first watch of...

Universal

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

175 words

Poetry

Exhortation to Prayer

What various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy seat! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there? Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to...

Winter

When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When Blood is nipped and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring...

Universal

William Shakespeare

Short90 words