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Home›Traditions›Liberation Theology

Liberation Theology Illustrations

God's preferential option for the poor and oppressed, with salvation as liberation from all forms of oppression.

Key question: “How does the Gospel liberate the oppressed and challenge unjust structures in society?”

25,092 sermon illustrations through the Liberation Theology lens

Poetry

I Years had been from Home

I Years had been from Home And now before the Door I dared not enter, lest a Face I never saw before Stare solid into...

Universal

Emily Dickinson

108 words

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Poetry

A Woman's Last Word

Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before, Love, --Only sleep! What so wild as words are? I and thou In debate, as birds are, Hawk on bough! See the creature stalking While we speak! Hush...

Universal

Robert Browning

156 words

Poetry

An Enigma

"Seldom we find," says Solomon Don Dunce, "Half an idea in the profoundest sonnet. Through all the flimsy things we see at once As easily as through a Naples bonnet-- Trash of all trash!--how _can_ a lady don it?

Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes

Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, That they behold, and see not what they see? They know what beauty is, see where it lies, Yet what the best is take the worst to be.

Stanzas Composed During a Thunderstorm

Chill and mirk is the nightly blast, Where Pindus' mountains rise, And angry clouds are pouring fast The vengeance of the skies. Our guides are gone, our hope is lost, And lightnings, as they play, But show where rocks our...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

414 words

Poetry

My Soul Is Dark

My soul is dark--Oh! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear; And let thy gentle fingers fling Its melting murmurs o'er mine...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

116 words

Poetry

The Picture Of Little T.C. In A Prospect Of Flowers

See with what simplicity This Nimph begins her golden daies! In the green Grass she loves to lie, And there with her fair Aspect tames The Wilder flow'rs, and gives them names: But only with the Roses playes; And them...

The Christian

Honor and happiness unite To make the Christian's name a praise; How fair the scene, how clear the light, That fills the remnant of His days! A kingly character He bears, No change His priestly office knows; Unfading is the...

Translation From Catullus. AD Lesbiam

Equal to Jove that youth must be-- _Greater_ than Jove he seems to me-- Who, free from Jealousy's alarms, Securely views thy matchless charms; That cheek, which ever dimpling glows, That mouth, from whence such music flows, To him, alike,...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

130 words

Poetry

Fragments of School Exercises: From the "Prometheus Vinctus" of Aeschylus,

Great Jove! to whose Almighty Throne Both Gods and mortals homage pay, Ne'er may my soul thy power disown, Thy dread behests ne'er disobey.

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

149 words

Poetry

The Pumpkin

Oh, greenly and fair in the lands of the sun, The vines of the gourd and the rich melon run, And the rock and the tree and the cottage enfold, With broad leaves all greenness and blossoms all gold, Like...

Universal

John Greenleaf Whittier

355 words

Poetry

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

Epitaph. on Sir William Trumbull.

A pleasing form; a firm, yet cautious mind; Sincere, though prudent; constant, yet resign'd: Honour unchanged, a principle profess'd, Fix'd to one side, but moderate to the rest: An honest courtier, yet a patriot too; Just to his prince, and...

In Drear-Nighted December

In drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot undo them With a sleety whistle through them;...

Verses Found in a Summer-House at Hales-Owen

When Dryden's fool, "unknowing what he sought," His hours in whistling spent, "for want of thought," This guiltless oaf his vacancy of sense Supplied, and amply too, by innocence: Did modern swains, possessed of Cymon's powers, In Cymon's manner waste...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

Short80 words

Poetry

Sonnet 41: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits

Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits, When I am sometime absent from thy heart, Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits, For still temptation follows where thou art.

Address Intended to Be Recited at the Caledonian Meeting

Who hath not glowed above the page where Fame Hath fixed high Caledon's unconquered name; The mountain-land which spurned the Roman chain, And baffled back the fiery-crested Dane, Whose bright claymore and hardihood of hand No foe could tame--no tyrant could command?

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

276 words

Poetry

If I could bribe them by a Rose

If I could bribe them by a Rose I'd bring them every flower that grows From Amherst to Cashmere! I would not stop for night,...

Reply to Some Verses of J. M. B. Pigot, Esq., on the Cruelty of His Mistress

Why, Pigot, complain Of this damsel's disdain, Why thus in despair do you fret? For months you may try, Yet, believe me, a _sigh_ Will never obtain a _coquette_. Would you teach her to love?

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

277 words

Poetry

To a Lady

had my Fate been join'd with thine, As once this pledge appear'd a token, These follies had not, then, been mine, For, then, my peace had not been broken.

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

308 words

Poetry

Song of Saul Before His Last Battle

Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a King's, in your path: Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath!

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

Short91 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.

To the Sighing Strephon

Your pardon, my friend, If my rhymes did offend, Your pardon, a thousand times o'er; From friendship I strove, Your pangs to remove, But, I swear, I will do so no more.

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

228 words

Poetry

Sonnet 50: How heavy do I journey on the way

How heavy do I journey on the way, When what I seek, my weary travel's end, Doth teach that ease and that repose to say, 'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!' The beast that bears me, tired...

Universal

William Shakespeare

109 words