LORD LET US ALL REMEMBER THAT TERRIBLE DAY THAT YOU DIED SO WE COULD LIVE 

An Evening Prayer

Thank you Great Father for this day

And the health which gave us strength to play

For quite enough to eat and drink

For work which gave us need to think

May our thoughts be kind and true

Good thoughts acceptable to you

May each task we do each day

Be done in just your perfect way

May we spread your joy and love about

Both indoors and out

Thank you Mighty One for this lovely day

Now bless our sleep Oh! Great , Infinite  and Eternal God of we pray

 By Alan McDougall 22/5/2009

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A Morning Prayer

Last night we dreamt about a most beautiful place

Infinities of eternal and infinite space

Some call it heaven where you dwell

Really it is just your love bringing down this perfect spell

We awoke at early dawn to see

All the beauty of the infinite sea

Each body began to filled with new life

And we thank you for an expected day without strife

At early dawn of a new day we all prayed

For this eternal day that only you made        

We awoke this morning full of joy and faith

Because last night we dreamt about a most beautiful place

Far from this worlds rush and madding pace

Oh! Father, Lord and beautiful God of love

You give us hope to praise to you above

In sweet content out of a night of joyful sleep

We know that because of you today we need not weep

In thankful joy we awoke full of life and health

Now by this we all know real true eternal wealth

We rose and went outside and saw the last star

Just a hands reach and not really far

A brief moment before the golden sun began to rise high

The bluest color began to fill the sky

Thankful wonder for all of us with security and his peace on high

Deep within each hearts we knew we all seek kept

Such wonder at your world of beauty we yawned

In the crisp light of early dawn

Counting the nights and yesterdays many blessings

We go outside with deep and awed singings

In this sublime sweet moment of morning dew

Each crisp breath we thankfully know comes from you

Already internal infinite a little like you

All take hands now and in this moment sublime grace

We live in peace and glorious magnificent timeless place

By Alan McDougall 22/5/2009

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POEMS BY ALAN MCDOUGALL 15/2/2007

Why?

Oh, beautiful planet earth! why? why? why?

Oh terra, terra! I have loved you so,

           And sown your golden fields

                     With my songs of peace

I died to hear the music you should know

     By now...the song to bid your

            Surging cease.

‘Why, terra did you turn to hate?

       Your blue and earthen hope

          Of joy with greed

                       On your restless need for

                               Death and war

 (Alan “the thinker”)

Sunninghilll

 .Lord will we live again my poem to you (Alan McDougall 2001)

I resist it with all my might

I try and try to comprehend this end

To which all men must descend

Is it a sleep that all must take?

Or is it an eternal end that all must make?

I like to dream of awakening in light not dark

In a beautiful place to which all righteous men depart

Do we sleep the sleep of forever?

Or do we awake some other place together?

Does the answer to this ultimate question

Remain forever a process of eternal redemption?

On one glorious day from timeless sleep I awoke

And heard a beautiful and kind voice that sweetly spoke

My faithful son at last you have became to understand

Exactly your place in this troubled land

You my beloved have truly never ceased to seek

The infinite destiny that in eternity for you I keep

So for you and your family no eternal death awaits

Because of your zeal to know your fate

Soon I will bring you all to this most Holy Place

And there I will you never forsake

Very soon, you shall hear a sweet call in the dark of night

Come, come into the Holy Glory of the Father Spirit of Mighty Might

I walk in the cool of evening along sweet meadows I have never seen

I smell the beauty of grasses that have never been

Strange golden streams of crystal water flows

As blue glory of mighty skies above glows

 I search the long forgotten memories in the attic of my mind

Along the twisted channels the very depth soul that I could not find

I see before me things so wonderful I knew from long long ago

I puzzle over the enigma of knowing what I do not know

Out there far beyond the knowledge of any man is revealed

Something of such great mystery to it my heart had appealed

Why have I on this one thing so many years stalled?

Is this infinite knowledge from many man would be appalled?

Walking on through the shade of great trees that give eternal life

I hear the sweet forgotten voice that comes to free all from everlasting strife

High green new grasses in this new do land grow

As transparent waters chuckle dance, sparkle, and flow

ALAN (COMPOSED 16/2/2005)

 BULLY MY BELOVED FRIEND

Oh! How I remember the awful day that my beloved dog Bully died

Oh! How the uncontrolled flow of tears as I wept that day that and cried

At! 12 years of age I got this beautiful fat black and tan puppy

A!  Small boy I was then and so very very happy

At! 29 years of age now a grown married man Bully was still my most beloved first friend

I!  Looked at him while at Vaal the power station and saw he was near his end

He! Looked at me with suffering eyes

Yes! This was indeed the day that Bully died

What? Was I to do now for my beloved dog? What?

Oh! Oh! How I cried the day that Bully died!

OH! OH! OH! HOW I REMEMBER BELOVED BULLY?

Alan Grant McDougall

Phone 011 807 3288

Address P.O.Box 2588

Sunninghill Jhb

2157