Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

A Late Walk
When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.

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Acquainted with the Night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
A luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Im weeping here in deep disgrace

Full sin and steeped in shame
I sought no time to seek Gods face
Although I knew His name
Eternity stands now before
Hells jaws are gaping wide
I may have entered Heavens Door
If not for foolish pride
If not for lust of worldly gain
Of fleeting pleasures gone
I lived my selfish life in vain
Without Gods only Son
Id witnessed others call Him Lord
I laughed The Truth to scorn
So now I face Gods vengeful sword
Beyond the youngest dawn
I chose through life the devils path
I walked my selfish way
In Christ theyre free of Heavens wrath
And not condemned today
Before a righteous God Ill stand
Before His judgement throne
Instead of Jesus helping hand
Im weeping here alone
Deaths hand is not within the grave
Though now I yearn to die
Rejecting Christ who came to save
I stand condemned on high
Ill hear of all the sins Ive done
Ill hear The Truth first hand
Ill see the face of Gods true Son
And bow at His command

From east to west from north to south

Let all creation find
That truth is always in our mouth
And peace is on our mind

Lets live our lives to others now

Lets touch The Fathers heart
To Jesus let our knees but bow
From evil take no part
Until the worlds is Satan free
Till Jesus reigns supreme
Lets help our blinded neighbours see
That life is not a dream

Let empathy become our creed

Compassion wear a crown
Plant in the world a thoughtful seed
Bedecked with selfless gown

To fellow man, do no more wrong

Our neighbours cause no ruin
Let love become our living song
And dance alone its tune

However high we pay the price

Let love become our guide
Let hate become our sacrifice
On altars far and wide

Its love its love its always love

That melts a heart of stone
So let its fruit from God above
Transform our flesh and bone

Let neighbours see the joy within

Loves fruit give free to eat
Encourage them to walk from sin
And sit at Jesus feet