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    Here are two prayers or poems that I have saved from long ago. They were sent to me by my sister-in-law about 7-8 years ago. I do not know the aurther or aurthers, nor do I know the titles. I tried to look them up but found nothing online.



     
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    Precept Dedication Prayer
    by Shantideva, revised by His Holiness the Fourteenth Dalai Lama

    May all beings everywhere,
    Plagued by sufferings of body and mind,
    Obtain an ocean of happiness and joy
    By virtue of my merits.
    May no living creature suffer,
    Commit evil or ever fall ill.
    May no one be afraid or belittled,
    With a mind weighed down by depression.

    May the blind see forms,
    And the deaf hear sounds.
    May those whose bodies are worn with toil
    Be restored on finding repose.

    May the naked find clothing,
    The hungry find food.
    May the thirsty find water
    And delicious drinks.

    May the poor find wealth,
    Those weak with sorrow find joy.
    May the forlorn find hope,
    Constant happiness and prosperity.

    May there be timely rains
    And bountiful harvests.
    May all medicines be effective
    And wholesome prayers bear fruit.

    May all who are sick and ill
    Quickly be freed from their ailments.
    Whatever diseases there are in the world,
    May they never occur again.

    May the frightened cease to be afraid
    And those bound be freed.
    May the powerless find power
    And may people think of benefiting each other.
     
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    Just to balance things with the opposite end of the spectrum!

    From Deicide :

    God is the reason we live in dismay
    It is his will that this world's suffering
    If we do not believe what you foretell
    We can expect afterlife will be hell

    You are the one who killed his own son
    We are the ones you're blaming it on
    Lust was created beginning with hymn
    When we indulge we are guilty of sin
    Torture our lives with confusion and lies
    Mass contradiction, religious facades

    BLAME IT ON GOD
    BLAME IT ON GOD
    BLAME IT ON GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIAR

    Lord of salvation keep looking away
    It is your will that this world goes astray
    Take us each day from this place you unworthed
    Unfulfilled promise of heaven on earth

    You are the one who killed your own son
    We are the ones your hatred is on
    Children are dying and this you're content
    Where is your profit in what you have left
    No intervention from angels above
    God is the reason that Satan lives on

    :eusa_angel:
     
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    Another dedication prayer.

    "Throughout my many lives and until this moment, whatever virtue I have accomplished, including the merit generated by this practice, and all that I will ever attain, this I offer for the welfare of sentient beings.

    May sickness, war, famine and suffering be reduced for every being and may wisdom and compassion always arise for them. May they quickly become enlightened in order to benefit all sentient beings."
     
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    Eight Verses of Thought Transformation


    With the thought of attaining enlightenment for the welfare of sentient beings, who are more precious than a wish fulfilling jewel, I will constantly practice holding them dear.

    Whenever I am with others, I will practice seeing myself as the lowest of all and from the very depth of my heart, I will respectfully hold others as supreme.

    In all actions, I will examine my mind and the moment a disturbing attitude arises, endangering myself and others, I will firmly confront and avert it.

    Whenever I meet a bad person who is overwhelmed by negative energy and intense suffering, I will hold such a rare one dear, as if I had found a precious treasure.

    When others, out of jealousy, mistreat me with abuse, slander, and so on,I will practice accepting defeat and offering the victory to them.

    When someone I have benefitted and in whom I have placed great trust hurts me badly, I will practice seeing that person as my supreme teacher.

    In short, I will offer directly and indirectly every benefit and happiness to all beings, my mothers. I will practice in secret taking upon myself all their harmful actions and sufferings

    Without these practices being defiled by the eight worldly concerns, by perceiving all phenomena as illusory, I will practice without grasping to release all beings from the bondage of the disturbing, unsubdued mind and karma.
     
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    From Emily Nghiem
    http://www.houstonprogressive.org

    "Pieta"
    I.

    If Virtue had an image
    I'm sure it would be you
    I'm but a stained glass window
    Meant to be looked into
    But you're a finer vintage
    To be looked through
    Through and through

    And when I look what do I see
    A glimpse of what I ought to be
    A soul untouched by bias
    Of beauty in the highest
    So humble and so pious
    Of perfect clarity

    II.

    One look at you and I regret
    My stains of purple, gold, and red
    Painful patterns so refined
    They wake the heart
    And stir the mind
    Yet I would leave them all behind
    To stand up there with you
    In silent solitude

    You bear no scars that I can see
    I wear mine like a tapestry
    We'd match if you could mirror me
    But only from across the room
    And never side by side
    Piety next to pity
    Prayer next to pride

    III.

    As I renounce all that I am
    The lion bows before the lamb
    Satan now repents to God
    And cruel tyrants spare the rod
    Mercy kills what hate cannot
    Destroying every evil thought
    Where once before I fiercely fought
    I now submit to you
    In willful servitude

    So take my stained glass panels
    Arrange them as you please
    To tell the story of God's glory
    Bringing angels to their knees.

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    A Message from the Universe

    Behind the Iron Curtain,
    Beyond the Fall of Rome,
    There's Hope in the uncertain,
    And Truth in the unknown.

    Beneath the stars and planets,
    Along the coral reef,
    A method calms the madness,
    And war gives in to peace.

    Fear not my changing surface
    For what may lie below,
    But trust a higher Purpose
    That you already know.
     
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    and two more on human spiritual history, and breaking the cycle of sin and suffering:

    The Tree of Life

    I am an ancient Dreaming Tree,
    Who dreams of tales once told to me.
    My roots go down in history
    Before they counted centuries.

    The oldest tale that I can weave
    Concerns Sir Adam's Lady Eve,
    Who made the bold discovery
    That sex controlled heredity.

    She found out from some fruity tree
    (Of no relation close to me!).
    She shared this secret with her man
    And that's when trouble soon began.

    He fought his shame with sword and shield
    Empowering Church and State to wield
    The right to make whole Kingdoms yield
    In battles fought upon this field.

    So many lost, so many grieve;
    I'm forced to stand and count.
    I can't make like a man and leave
    When horsemen start to mount!

    My arms I throw to God's great skies
    But can't reach Mother Earth.
    If you can teach this lesson wise,
    That joy my grief is worth.

    My favour carry in your tourneys:
    Speak with love on all your journeys.
    Teach your foe to be your friend,
    And fight for truth with ink and pen.

    I'll be the paper that you need
    To print these words for all to read.
    Take life from me, and not from men;
    From seeds of peace, I'll bloom again.
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    "Genocide"

    Before Eve was made to stand by Adam’s side
    There was Lilith who refused to be his bride
    Brought up equally with knowledge of the earth
    Of life and death and cycles of rebirth

    But then Satan made a serpent out of her
    To pour God’s wrath upon the daughters of the earth
    Raging genocide against the goddess tribes
    Who were sacrificed before Christ

    Once Eve and Adam fell from heaven’s grace
    Heads of church and state arose to take their place
    Passing laws from fathers to their oldest sons
    To control their wives and property as one

    While the antichrist draws power by the sword
    False prophets sanction violence by God’s word
    From the matriarchs to the patriarchs
    Bearing sacred scars from “holy wars”

    It took Jesus Christ descending into hell
    To dispel the myths concealing God’s true will
    Healing wounds to raise the dead and bring new life
    Until no more blood is shed or sacrificed

    How long can we
    Covet land and colonize the poor
    While children are
    Sold or worked to death on sweatshop floors

    Modern genocide of the weaker tribes
    We still sacrifice after Christ
    Falsely justified in the name of Christ
    Who was crucified to end this strife

    How long can we
    Condemn the common poor
    And leave the meek
    To hang at heaven’s door

    Like the genocide of the native tribes
    Who were sacrificed after Christ
    Falsely justified in the name of Christ
    Who was crucified to end all strife?
     

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