Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #biblical-narrative Clear filter
[F]uture was told to me. [O]f water from the sky. [R]eady an ark. [T]hat holds two of each kind. [Y]ears I toiled. [D]on't give up, I was told. [A]nd then I was finished. [Y]ears'd gone by, I was old.
In the interest of harmony, here's an #acorn from my days of searching: Two thousand years ago, When history was new. Where palm trees grow, And many debts were due.
That satan chap is a clever one... With a few crafty phrases he managed to get god to allow him to torture poor Job.
Numbers 15 32: while the people of Israel were in the wilderness, they found a man gathering sticks on the sabbath day 33: and those that found him gathering sticks brought him to Moses and Aaron...
I know you all probably know that it is hallows eve but do you know how the devil and all bad things came about?. No well nor did I till last Friday when Lauren told me. Here I the story; Satan.
This poem was inspired by the story of Absalom from the Bible. Child of mine, as yet unknown I've made for you a loving home You may come, and stay with me You have my love, eternally . . .
Two thousand years ago, when history was new Where palm trees grow, and debts of man were due On a cot made of hay, in a stable far from harm A new born baby lay, full of peace and full of...
The dark sky loomed over head. Clouds grey and angry. Lightening struck. I stood bellow watching the patient crowd. They had been shouting abuse at him. They still were.
Oh Lord you had told me I'm most highly favoured lady, But I'm far from highly favoured When I'm carrying this baby. The people in the street Shout things as I pass Like 'Harlot.
The dark sky loomed over head. Clouds grey and angry. Lightening struck. I stood bellow watching the patient crowd. They had been shouting abuse at him. They still were.
the only time this world was at peace was when there was no religion.
He stood in the garden, the garden of gethsemane, knowing what was to come. It was dark, and sorrow had filled his heart. His friends were with him, they could feel some sort of tension in the air.
We all know the story of Mary and that of the virgin birth Of Wiseman, stables and donkeys and when Jesus did walk the earth We know of the Holy Father and the son who died for our sins But nothing...
Weihnachtsgeschichte aus „Die Kinderbibel“ von Anne de Vries Zwei Menschen gingen eine Straße entlang. Ein Mann und eine Frau. Sie gingen nur langsam. Sie waren schrecklich müde.