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Home›Traditions›Pentecostal

Pentecostal Illustrations

The immediate, experiential work of the Holy Spirit and the expectation of spiritual gifts.

Key question: “How does this text reveal the present-day work and power of the Holy Spirit?”

25,762 sermon illustrations through the Pentecostal lens

Poetry

From "January"

Supper removed, the mother sits, And tells her tales by starts and fits.

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John Clare

801 words

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Fable

The Man and the Serpent

Injuries may be forgiven, but not forgotten

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Aesop

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Poetry

The Landlord's Tale; Paul Revere's Ride

Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

857 words

Poetry

144. A Winter Night

WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro’ the leafless bow’r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv’d glow’r, Far south the lift, Dim-dark’ning thro’ the flaky show’r, Or whirling drift: Ae night the storm the steeples rocked, Poor Labour sweet...

A Grammarian's Funeral : Shortly After the Revival of Learning in Europe

Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we the common crofts, the vulgar thorpes, Each in its tether Sleeping safe on the bosom of the plain, Cared-for till cock-crow: Look out if yonder be not day again Rimming the rock-row!

Celestial Love

Higher far, Upward, into the pure realm, Over sun or star, Over the flickering Dæmon 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...

The Italian in England

That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide Her blood-hounds thro' the country-side, Breathed hot an instant on my trace,-- I made, six days, a hiding-place Of that...

The Canterbury Tales. The Sompnour's Tale.

THE PROLOGUE.

The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church (Rome, 15--)

Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews--sons mine ... ah God, I know not! Well, She, men would have to be your mother once, Old Gandolf envied me, so fair she was!

Prayer of Columbus.

A BATTER’D, wreck’d old man, Thrown on this savage shore, far, far from home, Pent by the sea, and dark rebellious brows, twelve dreary months, Sore, stiff with many toils, sicken’d, and nigh to death, I take my way along...

The Prisoner of Chillon

My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

2305 words

Poetry

92. Suppressed Stanzas of “The Vision”

WITH secret throes I marked that earth, That cottage, witness of my birth; And near I saw, bold issuing forth In youthful pride, A Lindsay race of noble worth, Famed far and wide.

The Cloud

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams.

57. Holy Willie’s Prayer

O THOU, who in the heavens does dwell, Who, as it pleases best Thysel’, Sends ane to heaven an’ ten to hell, A’ for Thy glory, And no for ony gude or ill They’ve done afore Thee!

Al Aaraaf

nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where the day Springs from the gems of Circassy-- O!

Granta. a Medley

(Reply of the Pythian Oracle to Philip of Macedon.) Oh! could LE SAGE'S demon's gift Be realis'd at my desire, This night my trembling form he'd lift To place it on St. Mary's spire.

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

554 words

Poetry

The Deformed Transformed:

SCENE I.--_A Forest_. _Enter_ ARNOLD _and his mother_ BERTHA. _Bert._ Out, Hunchback! _Arn._ I was born so, Mother! _Bert._ Out, Thou incubus! Thou nightmare! Of seven sons, The sole abortion! _Arn._ Would that I had been so, And never seen the light!

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

19464 words

Poetry

First Anniversary

Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining always, disappears In the weak circles of increasing years; And his short tumults of themselves compose, While flowing Time above his head does close.

The Prophecy of Dante

"'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before." Campbell, . DEDICATION.

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

5623 words

Poetry

Salut au Monde.

1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join’d unended links, each hook’d to the next! Each answering all—each sharing the earth with all. What widens within you, Walt Whitman? What waves and soils exuding?

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Walt Whitman

2949 words

Fable

The Man, the Boy, and the Donkey

Please all, and you will please none

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Aesop

Short14 words

Fable

The Woodman and the Serpent

No gratitude from the wicked

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Aesop

Short10 words

Poetry

Tom May's Death

As one put drunk into the Packet-boat, Tom May was hurry'd hence and did not know't. But was amaz'd on the Elysian side, And with an Eye uncertain, gazing wide, Could not determine in what place he was, For whence...

To Harriet

It is not blasphemy to hope that Heaven More perfectly will give those nameless joys Which throb within the pulses of the blood And sweeten all that bitterness which Earth Infuses in the heaven-born soul.

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Percy Bysshe Shelley

466 words