No Greater Love

For all the loves of life

That tongue may dare to boast

The love of God exceeds the realm

Of thought’s meek uttermost

The hurts of life can press us

Prostrate on the ground

The Love of God will find us there

No greater love is found

He did not come to earth

To taste its finer side

A manger met Him at His birth

On lifted cross, He died

Thus, in life’s suffering

His faithful love attends

A kind and patient comforter

A close and constant Friend

In living’s high and low

Here on time’s season-sod

Hope lends its everlasting glow

Through this; the love of God

© Janet Martin

Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends. John 15:13, NKJV

My prayer is that we all may know His love.

~Happy Valentine's Day~

Who Could Ask For Anything More?

As coffee completes a morning

Or leaf, a tree

So you, my darling

Complete me

Love’s song is written

With everyday things

Thus, the dreamer dances

And the pauper sings

For who can count

The ways that we love?

Land, sea and sky

Are not vast enough

Wrapped up in laughter

Or tears that fall

Love is the wonder

That stuns us all

‘To love and be loved’

Ah, this is life’s core

Tell me, who could ask

For anything more?

© Janet Martin

~Happy Valentine's Day to all~

How about a little Elvis and a slow dance?

He wakes me up each morning
Much to my delight
He knows exactly what I need
And how to do it right
I’m a little sleepy
Until I feel his touch
His warmth flows into, through me
I love him oh, so much
Maxwell, you’re a darling
I keep you in a can
And see you every morning
To kiss your face of tan
Your deep and robust passion
Stirs me to the core
And I know that I cannot
Live without you anymore
You don’t have to worry
No one can take your place
I sip you and inhale you
With a smile upon my face
Maxwell, you’re a darling
I love your coat of blue
And in the early morning
No one else will do
Maxwell, you’re a keeper
Perfection in a can
I wonder what would happen
IF YOU WERE A MAN
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The Full Telling of It

One of my all-time favorite love songs ever:) by one of my favorite artists ever.

When it comes to the telling of love, my love

The spelling of it never seems quite enough

No words seems invented to full satisfy

The rush of the heart spilling sweet in soft sigh

...or the 'happy-with-nothing-but-you-next-to-me'

the 'let's-stop-the clocks-and-slow-dance-on-time's-sea'

And where is that word that can capture the whole

Of this; fulfilled fingertips, lips, heart and soul?

When it comes to telling what I feel full-true

Ah darling, there is nothing but this; 'I love you'

Janet~

 

Romance of Redemption...a Re-run about the Greatest Love of All

 

He etches artwork of tree-frame on skyline

Ethereal canvas of ruby and gold

Where one more day with each half-breath is fading

Into Past’s vast and invisible hold

He spoke to Being crag, coppice and canyon

Fathom of flowers were formed by His thought

Alpha-Omega yet in every moment

Nothing is born but that by His Hand wrought

And though nature awes the mind-reach of a man 

‘tis merely the back-drop to Love’s Master Plan

 

He left His throne in the glories of Heaven

Love drove this Shepherd to earth’s stony sweep

Not to still reeds tossed in wind-worn abandon

But to draw to Him each wandering sheep

Love’s tender wooing sought souls stiff and stubborn

Here, where the brush-strokes of nature-song fell

Power and passion loved hearts fully human

Knowing the cost of His courtship full-well

Not of red roses nor wine in His cup

But thorns on His head and a cross lifted up

Pardon’s red river still rolls through the ages

Love, culminated on Calvary’s tree

Writes His love story on century-pages

‘Darling Deliverer sets sin-captives free’

Lover of mortal, Redeemer, Good Shepherd

Salvation’s romance of Savior to soul

Draws us from gutters of guilt to Love’s shoulder

If not for Love then where can we be Whole?

God’s grace expands Time’s ephemeral slate

Love cannot bear to fetter Mercy’s Gate

© Janet Martin

A Just for Fun Re-run...Pennsylvania-Dutch Love Poem

one Sunday on my way to picking up my son, I happened upon this couple walking home from 'Sunday-visiting'...

Vos is des ding as mich so fershtroyed

Uns macht mich so liecht-kebich

My gedanka sin fatsuttled; net oof dei orbiet

Un auft bin ich dobich un lobich

Von du neagsht fabigh mich laffsht

Udda von du tighte navich mich schlaffsht

Ich fraug fa nix mehna fuun dich

Yischt es du mich net falausht

Bis de Gott im Himmel ruft

un Err cummt fa dich uttah mich

Gealt kon net kauffa vos liebe em gebbt

Un meah sin net orm binannah

Shtoft is yischt shtoft; es harcht em net aub

Un es glebbet vee so alte kannah

Liebe hault em froh un frei

Gott hault uns naegsht debigh

Meah sin bessah oub vee de reichah

Von meah net fagessah

Fah Gott bedanka

Un anannah yischt immah gliechah

Translation…

What is this thing that scatters me so

And makes me so light-headed

My thoughts are scrambled; not on my work

And often I am clumsy and crazy

When you closely walk by me

Or sleep tightly beside me

I ask for nothing more from you

Just that you will not leave me

Until God in Heaven calls

And He comes for you or me

Money cannot buy what love gives

And we are not poor together

Stuff is just stuff; it will not listen

And it clatters like old tin cans

Love keeps us glad and free

God keeps us close to Him

We are better off than rich folk

If we do not forget

To give God thanks

And always just love each other

© Janet Martin

Love...a re-run cause sometimes I forget:)

 

There is no pride in love

No selfish vanity

To find its pure fulfillment

We must seek humility

There is no fear in love

And as it freely pours

It never empties but instead

Increases more and more

There is no guilt in love

But its vile tempter, lust

Will sully precious purity

And rob the heart of trust

There is no greed in love

Nor self-sought indulgence

Yet Love succors our deepest need

In wondrous recompense

There is no loss in love

Its call, our greatest debt

The more we give to fellowman

The more and more we get

© Janet Martin

There is no pride in love

No selfish vanity

To find its pure fulfillment

We must seek humility

There is no fear in love

And as it freely pours

It never empties but instead

Increases more and more

There is no guilt in love

But its vile tempter, lust

Will sully faultless purity

And rob the heart of trust

There is no greed in love

Nor self-sought indulgence

Yet Love succors our deepest need

In wondrous recompense

There is no loss in love

Its call, our greatest debt

The more we give to fellowman

The more and more we get

© Janet Martin

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There is no pride in love

No selfish vanity

To find its pure fulfillment

We must seek humility

There is no fear in love

And as it freely pours

It never empties but instead

Increases more and more

There is no guilt in love

But its vile tempter, lust

Will sully faultless purity

And rob the heart of trust

There is no greed in love

Nor self-sought indulgence

Yet Love succors our deepest need

In wondrous recompense

There is no loss in love

Its call, our greatest debt

The more we give to fellowman

The more and more we get

© Janet Martin

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