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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?”

24,111 sermon illustrations through the Pentecostal lens

Poetry

The Bride of Abydos. a Turkish Tale

"Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met--or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted."-- Burns . CANTO THE FIRST. Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime?

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

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Fable

The Tree and the Reed

Obscurity often brings safety

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Aesop

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Fable

The Goose With the Golden Eggs

Greed oft o'er reaches itself

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Aesop

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Fable

The Horse and the Ass

Better humble security than gilded danger

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Aesop

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Poetry

Ode on Venice

when thy marble walls Are level with the waters, there shall be A cry of nations o'er thy sunken halls, A loud lament along the sweeping sea! If I, a northern wanderer, weep for thee, What should thy sons do?--anything...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

1099 words

Poetry

Upon Appleton House, to My Lord Fairfax

Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to Pastures hew; Who of his great Design in pain Did for a Model vault his Brain, Whose Columnes should so...

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.

Starting from Paumanok.

1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais’d by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands—lover of populous pavements; Dweller in Mannahatta, my city—or on southern savannas; Or a soldier camp’d, or carrying my knapsack and...

Childish Recollections

"I cannot but remember such things were, And were most dear to me." 'Macbeth' When slow Disease, with all her host of Pains, Chills the warm tide, which flows along the veins; When Health, affrighted, spreads her rosy wing, And...

Universal

George Gordon, Lord Byron

2776 words

Poetry

Tamerlane

Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme-- I will not madly deem that power Of Earth may shrive me of the sin Unearthly pride hath revelled in-- I have no time to dote or...

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Edgar Allan Poe

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Fable

The Eagle and the Arrow

We often give our enemies the means for our own destruction

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Aesop

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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...

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 Cyclops

A SATYRIC DRAMA TRANSLATED FROM THE GREEK OF EURIPIDES. CHORUS OF SATYRS. THE CYCLOPS. SILENUS: O Bacchus, what a world of toil, both now And ere these limbs were overworn with age, Have I endured for thee!

Epistle To My Brother George

Full many a dreary hour have I past, My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast With heaviness; in seasons when I've thought No spherey strains by me could e'er be caught From the blue dome, though I to dimness gaze...

The Cottager

True as the church clock hand the hour pursues He plods about his toils and reads the news, And at the blacksmith's shop his hour will stand To talk of "Lunun" as a foreign land.

Hellas: A Lyrical Drama

MANTIS EIM EZTHLON AGONUN.--OEDIP. PROLOGUE TO HELLAS.

The Vanities of Life

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.--_Solomon What are life's joys and gains? What pleasures crowd its ways, That man should take such pains To seek them all his days? Sift this untoward strife On which thy mind is bent: See...

Andrea Del Sarto (Called "the Faultless Painter")

But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia! bear with me for once: Sit down and all shall happen as you wish. You turn your face, but does it bring your heart? I'll work then for your friend's friend, never fear.

Fragment

In a huge cloud of mountain hue The sun sets dark nor shudders through One single beam to shine again Tis night already in the lane The settled clouds in ridges lie And some swell mountains calm and high Clouds...

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John Clare

628 words

Fable

Avaricious and Envious

Vices are their own punishment

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Aesop

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Poetry

Paradise Regained: The Fourth Book

Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown from his hope So oft, and the persuasive rhetoric That sleeked his tongue, and won so much on Eve, So little here, nay lost.

Werner: First Draft

SCENE I.--_A ruinous chateau on the Silesian frontier of Bohemia_. THE storm is at it's height--how the wind howls, Like an unearthly voice, through these lone chambers! And the rain patters on the flapping casement Which quivers in it's frame--the...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

4215 words

Poetry

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!

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Edgar Allan Poe

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