Reformátusok Lapja, 1971 (71. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)

1971-06-01 / 6-7. szám

Hungarian Reformed Religious Paper

Founded in 1900

OFFICIAL ORGAN OF THE CALVIN SYNOD — UNITED CHURCH OF CHRIST

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What can I write about Old Glory That hasn’t been written before?

What is there about Old Glory

With my heart and soul I adore?

How can I praise the Stars and Stripes The red, the white and the blue?

How can I tell my Country that To my dying day I’ll be true?

Why is it when I see my flag

That tears will swell in my eyes?

Why is it when my flag unfurls

There is freedom in the blue skies?

No one can take from my deep soul

That great warmth and peace I feel;

As when by the Altar of God

In silence and prayer I kneel.

What can I say about Old Glory My staunch flag without a flaw;

But ask God that my Nation’s people Will keep it forever in awe.

Margaret Fekete Csóványos

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Deep in the crypt of the heart of man,

There grows a gentle flower;

Watered and nourished in daily life,

By love instead of a shower.

Deep in the crypt of the heart of man,

There is a garden section;

Such fragrant blooms of quality rare,

As good-will and affection.

Deep in the crypt of the heart of man,

God plants a special flower;

Of patience, love and tenderness,

To be plucked in every hour.

Deep in the crypt of the heart of man,

Is a flower called forgiveness;

Blessed is the man who has

A heart that’s filled with kindness.

Margaret Fekete Csóványos-4 pU

Believing that Christ founded the church;

That the Church exists To Propagate Christ’s Influence;

That the Church’s method of doing this is Meeting Together frequently in Christ’s name;

That God himself planned the frequency, weekly; And gave us a day for it,

Sunday, the Lord’s Day;

And, inasmuch as common Usage recognizes Sunday as Church Day.

I hereby pledge myself, that

As long as I live, wherever I may be,

Unless hindered by sickness or necessity,

I will go to Church on Sunday

Trying to do it with one motive only; for Christ.

I will try to go on Time,

And, I will be reverent in church.

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When as a child, I laughed and wept,

Time crept;

When as a youth, I dreamed and talked, Time ivalked;

When I became a full grown man,

Time ran;

When older still I daily grew,

Time flew;

Soon I shall find in traveling on,

Time gone.

“Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love;

Where there is injury, pardon;

Where there is doubt, faith;

Where there is despair, hope;

Where there is darkness, light;

And where there is sadness, joy.

O, Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;

To be understood as to understand;

To be loved as to love;

For it is in giving that we receive;

It is pardoning that we are pardoned;

And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.”

St. Francis of Assisi