Just Beyond Prudence: Sad news for Kamchatka

Friday, August 6, 2010

Sad news for Kamchatka

Kamchatka is a peninsula on the east cost of Russia, really close to Alaska. Well I took Kamchatka and made it an imaginary country, roiled by a made up royal family of Alkeav. Well, the sad news is the present King is dying of a hart condition, and isn't expected to live through the next two weeks. His granddaughter is going to inherit the throne after he dies, she is my first virtual friend. Needless to say she is really sad, and so is everyone else, because he has been a really good king.

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The Pilgrim's Wants (author unknown)

I want a sweet sense of Thy pardoning love,
That my manifold sins are forgiven;
That Christ as my Advocate, pleadeth above,
That my name is recorded in heaven.

I want every moment to feel
That thy Spirit resides in my heart--
That his power is present to cleanse and to heal,
And newness of life to impart.

I want--oh! I want to attain
Some likeness, my Saviour, to thee!
That longed for resemblance once more to regain,
Thy comeliness put upon me.

I want to be marked for thine own--
Thy seal on my forehead to wear;
To receive that new name on the mystic white stone
Which none but thyself can declare.

I want so in thee to abide
As to bring forth some fruit to thy praise;
The branch which thou prunest, though feeble and dried,
May languish, but never decays.

I want thine own hand to unbind
Each tie to terrestrial things,
Too tenderly cherished, too closely entwined,
Where my heart so tenaciously clings.

I want, by my aspects serene,
My actions and words, to declare
That my treasure is placed in a country unseen,
That my heart's best affections are there.

I want as a trav'ller to haste
Straight onward, nor pause on my way;
Nor forethought in anxious contrivance to waste
On the tent only pitched for a day.

I want--and this sums up my prayer--
To glorify thee till I die;
Then calmly, to yield up my soul to thy care,
And breath out in faith my last sigh.