The English Dialect Dictionary, written in 1898 by Joseph Wright, is a massive collection of obscure, colloquial, oddball words that people used to use around England and beyond. The dictionary contains six volumes, which can be found online. (Volume I: https://archive.org/details/in.ernet.dli.2015.13022 ) I began reading the EDD to find unique words for my allegorical stories, […]
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You tell me to cast All my burdens on You, And give them all up to Your hands. You tell me to lay all fears at Your feet, And trust that Your heart understands. It’s not so easy to hear such a thing, When I’m trying to bear up the weight. It seems too fearful
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It’s hard when you get a glimpse of yourself And realize how selfish you are. You look a bit closer, and see horrid things That looked rather fine from afar. It’s hard to look inward, behind the facade, And see something worse than you feared. How grisly and nasty it looks in the light Much
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I had a giant problem Such a tangle, and a mess. Big, and dark, and ugly And it scared me, I confess. I could not defeat it Even though I surely tried. It just loomed up bigger Until I was terrified. It was feeding off me And it stuck to me like glue. Overwhelming me
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The Healer of hearts is the best in the land. The One who can mend any soul. He knows how to comfort, and how to restore, To make any broken one whole. He is a Healer who knows every heart. Every affliction of man. And He has been working to mend and restore, Ever since
Sometimes I like to steal away to see the day begin; To feel the early sunlight and the fresh air on my skin. I like to breathe the breath of dawn, and taste the world anew, And see the sunbeams strike the grass, aflash with diamond dew. It’s special in the morning, like a moment
Lord, I would bow before You In humility of heart. Willing to be broken, And be taken all apart. It’s difficult to say this, For it feels a lot like dying. But I am needy, sick at heart, And weary of my trying. Oh, how our human pride Tries to escape this at all cost.
