On June 19, 1865, Maj. Gen. Gordon Granger, who had fought for the Union, led a force of soldiers to Galveston, Texas, to deliver a very important message: The war was finally over, the Union had won, and it now had the manpower to enforce the end of slavery. The announcement came two months after the effective conclusion of the Civil War, and even longer since President Abraham Lincoln had first signed the Emancipation Proclamation, but many enslaved Black people in Texas still weren't free, even after that day.  (npr.com)

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Babylon is a place where the sinner repents, 
And the rebellious entices the backslidden. 
The truth is lying in the darkness,
but it's no longer hiding.
The dragon will be destroyed by the Lion.
Slowly but surely, you'll begin to see,
Signs and wonders from the heavenlies.
Those with morals will have to endure pain,
Until God decides to send Christ again.

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A Poison Tree, By: William Blake

I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

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As You Go Through Life, By Ella Wheeler Wilcox 

Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
    And even when you find them,
 It is wise and kind to be somewhat blind
    And look for the virtue behind them.
 For the cloudiest night has a hint of light
    Somewhere in its shadows hiding;
 It is better by far to hunt for a star,
    Than the spots on the sun abiding.
 
 The current of life runs ever away
    To the bosom of God's great ocean.
 Don't set your force 'gainst the river's course
    And think to alter its motion.
 Don't waste a curse on the universe--
    Remember it lived before you.
 Don't butt at the storm with your puny form,
    But bend and let it go o'er you.
 
 The world will never adjust itself
    To suit your whims to the letter.
 Some things must go wrong your whole life long,
    And the sooner you know it the better.
 It is folly to fight with the Infinite,
    And go under at last in the wrestle;
 The wiser man shapes into God's plan
    As water shapes into a vessel.

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Tipping is getting out of hand,
It's time for us to take a stand. 
They can't survive without humans,
I'm tired of being programmed.
We have to do something,
I wrote about it in this composition,
Hopefully, you'll listen and feel conviction.
So, we don't have to fund other people's expenses.

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“Live life when you have it. Life is a splendid gift-there is nothing small about it.”  
— Florence Nightingale

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Psalm 14

1 The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.” They are corrupt, their deeds are vile; there is no one who does good. 2 The LORD looks down from heaven on all mankind to see if there are any who understand, any who seek God. 3All have turned away, all have become corrupt; there is no one who does good, not even one. 4 Do all these evildoers know nothing? They devour my people as though eating bread; they never call on the LORD. 5But there they are, overwhelmed with dread, for God is present in the company of the righteous. 6You evildoers frustrate the plans of the poor, but the LORD is their refuge. 7Oh, that salvation for Israel would come out of Zion! When the LORD restores his people, let Jacob rejoice and Israel be glad!

https://www.biblestudytools.com/psalms/14.html

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All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name, By: Edward Perronet

All hail the pow’r of Jesus’ Name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all!
Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him Who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all!
Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all!
Oh, that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!

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A Resurrection Sunday Presentation of the Power of Christ.

Luke 24:6-7 - He is not here; He has risen! Remember how He told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: ‘The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ ”

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