BED IN SUMMER
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In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people’s feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? Robert Louis Stevenson |
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FROM RAIN IN SUMMER
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How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout! Across the window-pane It pours and pours; And swift and wide, With a muddy tide, Like a river down the gutter roars The rain, the welcome rain! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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JIMMY
| Jimmy Johnson Had no socks on; His shirt had holes His boots no soles; His pants were patched, Nothing matched Yet he went around the neighbourhood Finding ways of doing good. He’d brew the tea, light the fire, Go the errands, sweep the floor, Polish the knocker on the door. Jimmy was slovenly to behold But deep inside was purest gold. May his light never grow dim And please God, make me more like him! Brian Sumner |
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EMERGENCY NUMBERS
| When in sorrow
call John 14 When you worry: call Matthew 6:19-34 When you’re in danger: call Psalm 91 When your faith needs stirring: call Hebrews 11 When you feel down and out: call Romans 8:31 When you want peace and rest: call Matthew 11:25-30 If your pockets are empty: call Psalm 37 When you are lonely and fearful: call Psalm 23 When you grow bitter and critical: call 1 Corinthians 13 For how to get along with others: call Romans 12 If you are depressed: call Psalm 27 If people seem unkind: call John 15 |
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