The Erratic Muse: Tall Ship Painting

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Tall Ship Painting - Patricia Gilmore

I love ships and waves. :-)

5 comments:

Anna Olivia said...: I love ships and waves too. =) Lovely photo~; January 26, 2011 at 6:39 AM
Happy Homemaker said...: I like ships and waves, too, but they didn't like me very well when we went deep sea fishing...; January 26, 2011 at 8:41 AM
Molly Anne said...: My fear of water would keep me from being an ocean-going type but I do love me a good seafaring tale from pirates to Horatio Hornblower. Maybe I just like men in tall ships? ;); January 26, 2011 at 2:00 PM
Hannah said...: Gorgeous painting! I don't know where I'd put this, but I want it! :); January 27, 2011 at 10:10 AM
Rebekah said...: Oooo.. my goodness! I love this. The dark colors of the water and the ivory sails are fantastic!; January 28, 2011 at 9:06 PM

Romans 5:1-5

Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Through him we have also obtained access by faith into the grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God.

More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has given to us.

Rise Again, Ye Lion-Hearted

Rise again , ye lion-hearted, saints of early Christendom.
Whither is your strength departed, wither gone your martyrdom?
Lo, love’s light is on them, glory’s flame upon them
And their will to die doth quell, even the lord and prince of hell.

These the men by fear unshaken, facing danger dauntlessly;
These no witching lust hath taken, lust that lures to vanity.
Mid the roar and rattle of tumultuous battle
In desire they soar above all that earth would have them love.

Great of heart, they know not turning, honor, gold they laugh to scorn.
Quench desires within them burning, by no earthly passion torn.
Mid the lions’ roaring, songs of praise out poring,
Joyously they take their stand on the arena’s bloody sand.

Would to God that I might even, as the martyred saints of old,
With the helping hand of Heaven, steadfast stand in battle bold!
O my God, I pray thee, in the combat stay me.
Grant that I may ever be loyal, stanch, and true to Thee.

Rise again, ye lion-hearted, saints of modern Christendom
With lesser loves ye now be parted, Soldiers in His “age to come”
Lo, our Lord commands us, triumph’s promise is upon us
And our will to fight doth quell, even the lord and prince of hell

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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Tall Ship Painting - Patricia Gilmore

5 comments: