<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730</id><updated>2011-12-07T18:05:41.290+04:00</updated><category term='English translations of my poems'/><category term='allégories'/><category term='In my quiet times'/><category term='Poems for sisters'/><category term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><category term='Poems inspired by the Psalm 119'/><title type='text'>At Jesus feet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5820648380868733817</id><published>2010-04-21T20:37:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:39:00.113+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In my quiet times'/><title type='text'>I want to become a Bethany, the favorite place of my Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Matthew 21:17 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bethany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was the favorite place of our Lord on the earth. He has often been a Guest of honor in this small village. (See passages in Mark 14:3; John 12:1,2; Matthew 21:17; and Mark 11:11). There lived three beloved people, Lazarus with his two sisters. There He received the true worship. There He was anointed with precious oil, receiving the most valuable thing that Mary had. There they made a supper especially for Him (John 12:2), there Martha served (John 12:2 Luke 10:40), and there Mary listened to His Words with a great desire. The best was offered to Jesus in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bethany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. He was a desired Guest and He enjoyed being there. I want my heart be a &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bethany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, a place where my Lord likes to dwell. I want in my heart to worship and thirst for His Word like Mary did, to have love that gives preference to Jesus in everything, and readiness to serve like Lazarus and Martha had. I want to have the willingness to break my alabaster box at His feet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus, I want to become a &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bethany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Your favorite dwelling-place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5820648380868733817?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5820648380868733817/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5820648380868733817' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5820648380868733817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5820648380868733817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-become-bethany-favorite-place.html' title='I want to become a Bethany, the favorite place of my Lord'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4604363598085844515</id><published>2009-05-02T22:37:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:41:28.345+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems inspired by the Psalm 119'/><title type='text'>Teach me Your statutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SfyFt6nt9lI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2HtwWw_A7aA/s1600-h/Bible.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331283082776278610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SfyFt6nt9lI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2HtwWw_A7aA/s400/Bible.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psalm 119: 164, 26, 59, 64, 68, 82, 133, 134, 135)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the the psalmist, me too&lt;br /&gt;I praise You seven times a day because of Your righteous judgments&lt;br /&gt;And seven times I ask with all of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me Your statutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have declared my ways,&lt;br /&gt;And in Your love You have answered me,&lt;br /&gt;I have told you the desire of my heart;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me Your statutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about my ways,&lt;br /&gt;I turned my feet to Your holy Words,&lt;br /&gt;I come to You with the same request;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me Your statutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earrth is filled with Your mercy&lt;br /&gt;I am delighted with Your beauty,&lt;br /&gt;I bring before Your throne the same prayer;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me Your statutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul faints for your salvation,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is thirsty for Your sweet Word,&lt;br /&gt;I am longing for Your consolation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me Your statutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct my steps by Your holy Word,&lt;br /&gt;Redeem me from the oppression of men&lt;br /&gt;Make Your face shine upon me all the time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me Your statutes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The song of praise now rings in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;You have comforted my afflicted soul&lt;br /&gt;So I come and I ask You once more;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me Your statutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4604363598085844515?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4604363598085844515/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4604363598085844515' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4604363598085844515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4604363598085844515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2009/05/teach-me-your-statutes.html' title='Teach me Your statutes'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SfyFt6nt9lI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2HtwWw_A7aA/s72-c/Bible.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1249185914621177864</id><published>2009-03-04T11:47:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:39:01.352+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allégories'/><title type='text'>La maladie ”Esprit de plainte”</title><content type='html'>Dans le Royaume du Roi des rois, dans la ville de Louange habitait un enfant de Dieu. Un jour il a commencé à visiter des personnes qui habitaient dans le pays de la Religion, la ville du Mécontentement, sur la rue de l’Amertume et il a attrapé une maladie étrange. A cause de cette maladie il est devenu méconnaissable, ceux qui le voyaient ne pouvaient pas savoir qu’il était un enfant de Dieu. Les symptômes augmentaient tout le temps. D’abord il a perdu la mémoire; il oubliait prier, il oubliait chanter des chants de louange, il oubliait l’amour du Père celeste, il oubliait les choses joyeuses et se rappellait tout ce qui est triste, il se rappellait ses problèmes mais il oubliait les bénédictions reçues. Il avait aussi troubles de la vue; il pouvait voir les nuages mais pas le soleil, il voyait les tempêtes et les pluies mais pas l’arc-en-ciel, les épines mais pas les roses. Il est devenu si distrait qu’il a perdu la plupart des cadeaux que le Roi avait donné à tous les citoyens de Son Royaume; il a perdu la joie, la paix, la victoire, l’espoir et d’autres bon dons. Enfin il a décidé à consulter un médecin. Ainsi il est allé au Médecin qui s’appelle ’’Parole de Dieu” et il a présenté tous les symptômes. Le Médecin expérimenté a établi le diagnostic tout de suite: ”Cette maladie s’appelle ”esprit de plainte”. Dans ces jours le diable répand ce terrible virus partout. C’est une maladie très sérieuse et vous avez besoin d’une traitement urgent sinon elle peut causer une mort spirituelle”. Le Médecin lui a demandé d’aller à la Pharmacie des ’’Ecritures” et prendre les médicaments ”Romains 8:28”, ”Psaume 92:2,3”, ”Psaume 77:12” et d’autres ”antiplaintifs”. Il lui a expliqué comment il faut utiliser ces médicaments.&lt;br /&gt;----- Prends le médicament ”Romains 8:28”. Rappelle-toi que ce n’est pas beaucoup de choses ou la plupart des choses qui contribuent au bien de ceux qui aiment Dieu, mais toutes choses. Quoi qu’il arrive Dieu contrôle chaque situation, et toutes les circonstances travaillent ensemble pour ton bien. Prends les médicaments ”Psaume 92:2,3”, ”Psaume 77:12”. Annonce la bonté du Seigneur chaque matin et Sa fidélité pendant les nuits. Rappelle les oeuvres de l’Eternel, souviens-toi de Ses merveilles d’autrefois. Aussi tu as besoin de quelques exercices utiles; le plus efficace c’est l’exercice qu’on appelle ”Rendez grâce en toutes choses” (1 Thess. 5:18). Quelles que soient tes détresses, même si tu es dans une situation sans issue tu dois remercier le Seigneur, parce que Sa volonté est toujours bonne.&lt;br /&gt;----- C’est un exercice très difficile!&lt;br /&gt;----- Il sera facile si tu utilise le médicament ”Romains 8:28” régulièrement et si tu fais les exercices préliminaires, deux exercices qui s’appellent ”Soyez toujours joyeux” (1 Thess. 5:16) et ”Priez sans cesse” 1 Thess. 5:17). Si tu fais ces deux exercices et si tu utilise les médicaments que j’ai prescrits, l’exercice qui s’appelle ”Rendez grâce en toutes choses” sera très facile. Un autre exercice utile c’est chanter des chants de louange. Aussi tu dois compter tes bénédictions. C’est vrai que leur nombre est trop grand pour que tu puisses les raconter toutes, mais essaie de faire une liste des bénédictions que le Seigneur te donne chaque jour. Fais attention, ne compte jamais tes problèmes et tes soucis.&lt;br /&gt;---- Qu’est-ce que dois les faire?&lt;br /&gt;---- Tu dois les porter au Roi (1Pierre 5:7, Psaume 55:23, Phil.4:6). Remets-les dans Ses mains et ne pense jamais de les reprendre.&lt;br /&gt;---- Jusqu’à quand je dois prendre ces médicaments?&lt;br /&gt;---- Dans toute ta vie! Après la guérison tu dois continuer à prendre les médicaments er faire les exercices sinon la maladie peut récidiver. Ces médicaments sont non seulement pour guérir mais aussi pour prévenir cette maladie. Aussi prends les ”vitamines de louange” qui se trouvent dans les rayon ”Psaumes” de la Pharmacie des ”Ecritures”.&lt;br /&gt;L’enfant de Dieu voulait être guéri très vite, c’est pourquoi il a observé avec soin toutes les prescriptions du Médecin. Tous les symptômes ont disparu en peu de temps et il a été complètement guéri. Maintenant il chante la louange du Seigneur chaque jour, il prie sans cesse et se réjouit toujours, quoi qu’il arrive, il dit: ”Je ne comprends pas maintenant ce que mon Seigneur fait, mais je le comprendrai un jour”. Quand il rencontre de nouveau les habitants de la ville du Mécontentement il n’est plus infecté, mais il les conseille à consulter le Médecin ”Parole de Dieu” et aller à la Pharmacie des ”Ecritutes”.&lt;br /&gt;Si tu as remarqué en toi même l’un de ces symptômes, va immédiatement au Médecin ”Parole de Dieu” et tu auras une bonne santé spirituelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traduite de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1249185914621177864?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1249185914621177864/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1249185914621177864' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1249185914621177864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1249185914621177864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-maladie-esprit-de-plainte.html' title='La maladie ”Esprit de plainte”'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-7126529278110114481</id><published>2009-02-26T22:18:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:26:14.286+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Triolet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/Sabeoe8078I/AAAAAAAAAOc/zXl8y2uRcDg/s1600-h/create+in+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307173997987033026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/Sabeoe8078I/AAAAAAAAAOc/zXl8y2uRcDg/s400/create+in+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psaume 51)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seigneur, créé en moi un coeur pur,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renouvelle en moi un esprit bien disposé,&lt;br /&gt;Lave-moi, rends-moi plus blanc que la neige,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seigneur, créé en moi un coeur pur,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ne me retire pas Ton Esprit Saint,&lt;br /&gt;Rends-moi la joie de Ton salut,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seigneur, créé en moi un coeur pur,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renouvelle en moi un esprit bien disposé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-7126529278110114481?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/7126529278110114481/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=7126529278110114481' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7126529278110114481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7126529278110114481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2009/02/triolet.html' title='Triolet'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/Sabeoe8078I/AAAAAAAAAOc/zXl8y2uRcDg/s72-c/create+in+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6692552278983215770</id><published>2009-01-08T23:01:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:06:52.395+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Desiring the Lord's presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SWZOmk2WSRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/K5c0OeahHqw/s1600-h/Desiring+the+Lord"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289001237026851090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SWZOmk2WSRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/K5c0OeahHqw/s400/Desiring+the+Lord%27s+presence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psalms 26:8, 27:4, 61:4, 63:7, 84:10, 73:25,26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the house where Your presence is,&lt;br /&gt;The place, where Your glory dwells.&lt;br /&gt;So one thing I ask You, only one thing I desire from all my heart;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dwell in Your house all the days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I will live in Your holy place,&lt;br /&gt;I'll rejoice in the shadow of Your wings.&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter for me is one day in Your courts than thousand in other places.&lt;br /&gt;You are the only One for me in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing on earth I desire besides You.&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart and my flesh may fail,&lt;br /&gt;I will always sing that You are the strength of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6692552278983215770?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6692552278983215770/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6692552278983215770' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6692552278983215770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6692552278983215770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2009/01/desiring-lords-presence.html' title='Desiring the Lord&apos;s presence'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SWZOmk2WSRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/K5c0OeahHqw/s72-c/Desiring+the+Lord%27s+presence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1405184370227895845</id><published>2009-01-08T22:49:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:58:01.280+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>The gift of encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SWZMTADwYGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/142A4q97AE8/s1600-h/gift+of+encouragement1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288998701710205026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SWZMTADwYGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/142A4q97AE8/s400/gift+of+encouragement1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Romans 12:8 I have read something&lt;br /&gt;Which made me glad:&lt;br /&gt;I saw that encouraging is a gift too&lt;br /&gt;Which is used for the edification of church.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed with joy that I have this gift,&lt;br /&gt;And I will use it with the help of my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy encouraging God's children,&lt;br /&gt;I love to remind them about our God's love:&lt;br /&gt;''Jesus loves you,&lt;br /&gt;So do I with His love'',&lt;br /&gt;''The Lord is Your refuge&lt;br /&gt;You''ll be safe in His arms'',&lt;br /&gt;''I pray for you and I know&lt;br /&gt;That He will never leave you'',&lt;br /&gt;''You are a blessing to me&lt;br /&gt;And I ask His blessings for you''.&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible I have met those who had this gift,&lt;br /&gt;And they showed me how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Barnabas, ''the son of encouragement''&lt;br /&gt;Who encourages and exhorts:&lt;br /&gt;''Remain faithful to the Lord with steadfast purpose'' (Acts 11:23),&lt;br /&gt;The letters of Paul are always filled&lt;br /&gt;With encouraging and loving words:&lt;br /&gt;''I thank my God upon every remembrance of you,&lt;br /&gt;In every prayer of mine making request for you'' (Phil.1:3),&lt;br /&gt;''My beloved and longed-for brethren,&lt;br /&gt;My joy and my crown,&lt;br /&gt;Stand firm in the Lord, my beloved'' (Phil.4:1).&lt;br /&gt;In his letter apostle James exhorts:&lt;br /&gt;''You also be patient, establish your hearts,&lt;br /&gt;For the coming of the Lord is at hand'' (James 5:8),&lt;br /&gt;The beloved disciple of the Lord exhorts with much love,&lt;br /&gt;''Beloved, let us love one another,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who loves is born of God'' (1 John 4:7).&lt;br /&gt;These children of God served with love and joy&lt;br /&gt;And they always used the gift of encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;What a honor to be a co-worker with them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1405184370227895845?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1405184370227895845/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1405184370227895845' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1405184370227895845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1405184370227895845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-of-encouragement.html' title='The gift of encouragement'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SWZMTADwYGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/142A4q97AE8/s72-c/gift+of+encouragement1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2961822519400793208</id><published>2008-12-24T16:05:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:13:05.675+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems inspired by the Psalm 119'/><title type='text'>They think evil about me, I think about Your Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVInFxf5yHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/00utkk-b81E/s1600-h/they+think+evil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283328292998989938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVInFxf5yHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/00utkk-b81E/s400/they+think+evil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psalm 119:23,24)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The princes sit down and speak against me,&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting before Your Holy Word,&lt;br /&gt;They think evil about me,&lt;br /&gt;I will meditate on Your precepts.&lt;br /&gt;No one is with me but You,&lt;br /&gt;Your precepts are my delight and my counselors,&lt;br /&gt;Even if I am forgotten by everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I will remember Your life-giving Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2961822519400793208?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2961822519400793208/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2961822519400793208' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2961822519400793208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2961822519400793208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-think-evil-about-me-i-think-about.html' title='They think evil about me, I think about Your Word'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVInFxf5yHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/00utkk-b81E/s72-c/they+think+evil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5465983125981314939</id><published>2008-12-23T14:29:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:47:01.672+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems inspired by the Psalm 119'/><title type='text'>Triolet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVDBPV1DIDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O0XXJ_lFMu0/s1600-h/Teach+me+the+way.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934832207437874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVDBPV1DIDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O0XXJ_lFMu0/s400/Teach+me+the+way.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psalm 119:33-37)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me the way of Your statutes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall keep it to the end,&lt;br /&gt;In order that I observe Your law with my whole heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me the way of Your statutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn away my eyes from looking at worthless things,&lt;br /&gt;Incline my heart to Your testimonies and not to covetousness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach me the way of Your statutes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall keep it to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan,&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5465983125981314939?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5465983125981314939/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5465983125981314939' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5465983125981314939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5465983125981314939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/12/triolet.html' title='Triolet'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVDBPV1DIDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O0XXJ_lFMu0/s72-c/Teach+me+the+way.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2549865574172957399</id><published>2008-12-23T14:19:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:28:27.932+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>The good portion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVC9Gr3ZO3I/AAAAAAAAANs/0aBqBe5d-Ao/s1600-h/good+portion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282930285457521522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVC9Gr3ZO3I/AAAAAAAAANs/0aBqBe5d-Ao/s400/good+portion.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus, how much I want hear You say:&lt;br /&gt;''Hripsime has chosen the good portion&lt;br /&gt;Which shall not be taken away from her''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sit at Your feet in quietness,&lt;br /&gt;To listen to Your Words with a great delight,&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy Your presence with a great reverence,&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk with You, admire Your Word's light.&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is to think that this blessedness&lt;br /&gt;Shall not be taken away from me,&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful for me is Your holy presence,&lt;br /&gt;What a consolation brings It to me!&lt;br /&gt;I forget about my cares,&lt;br /&gt;When You remind me what is my only need,&lt;br /&gt;My sadness disappears&lt;br /&gt;When You assure me that You'll stay with me and never leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary of Bethany had chosen the good portion,&lt;br /&gt;Hripsime of Hrazdan did the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2549865574172957399?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2549865574172957399/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2549865574172957399' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2549865574172957399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2549865574172957399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-portion.html' title='The good portion'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SVC9Gr3ZO3I/AAAAAAAAANs/0aBqBe5d-Ao/s72-c/good+portion.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-8925278663490062065</id><published>2008-11-03T15:53:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:07:11.617+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>A sweet news from Psalm 149:4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7mqq-lFwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/k4q_ai4E3AE/s1600-h/a+sweet+news+from+Psalm+149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264398635208349442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7mqq-lFwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/k4q_ai4E3AE/s400/a+sweet+news+from+Psalm+149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always pleasant and sweet to me&lt;br /&gt;Every minute spend with You, dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Your presence is so wonderful to me,&lt;br /&gt;What a delight to be with You and listen to Your Word.&lt;br /&gt;But precious Lord, wonderful Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;In the Psalm 149:4 You told me a sweet news!&lt;br /&gt;That You, Lord, take pleasure in Your people;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is to think that the time spend with me&lt;br /&gt;Is sweet for You!&lt;br /&gt;That You too wait eagerly for those quiet times&lt;br /&gt;When I open my heart before Your holy Word&lt;br /&gt;That You are happy to spread in my heart &lt;br /&gt;The light of Your Words,&lt;br /&gt;That You are delighted to listen to the song&lt;br /&gt;Which rings sweetly in my heart and on my lips!&lt;br /&gt;You are my joy, I love You so much,&lt;br /&gt;What a delight to know that I am Your joy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-8925278663490062065?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/8925278663490062065/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=8925278663490062065' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/8925278663490062065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/8925278663490062065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweet-news-from-psalm-1495.html' title='A sweet news from Psalm 149:4'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7mqq-lFwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/k4q_ai4E3AE/s72-c/a+sweet+news+from+Psalm+149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5736017576101871199</id><published>2008-11-03T15:48:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:56:02.086+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems inspired by the Psalm 119'/><title type='text'>Your statutes are the subject of my songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7lt3UVe6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/6XAaBoiX6-o/s1600-h/Your+statutes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7lt3UVe6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/6XAaBoiX6-o/s400/Your+statutes.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264397590548806562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psalm 119;54, 105, 162, 147, 148)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your statutes are the subject of my songs&lt;br /&gt;In the house where I'm a stranger and a pilgrim&lt;br /&gt;Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice at Your Word as one who finds great treasure.&lt;br /&gt;I rise before the dawning of the morning and call Your Name,&lt;br /&gt;And I hope in Your  holy Word,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are open through the night watches&lt;br /&gt;That I may meditate on Your precious Word.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5736017576101871199?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5736017576101871199/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5736017576101871199' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5736017576101871199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5736017576101871199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-statutes-are-subject-of-my-songs.html' title='Your statutes are the subject of my songs'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7lt3UVe6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/6XAaBoiX6-o/s72-c/Your+statutes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5330611870193202650</id><published>2008-11-03T15:44:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:48:52.744+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>I want to be the answer to my prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7kwF9HJZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9-HAhX9DmOc/s1600-h/I+want+to+be+the+answer+to+my+prayers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7kwF9HJZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9-HAhX9DmOc/s400/I+want+to+be+the+answer+to+my+prayers.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264396529326040466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lord, I pray that You bless Your children,&lt;br /&gt;So make me a blessing to them,&lt;br /&gt;I pray that You comfort those who are afflicted,&lt;br /&gt;So teach me to be a comforter for them.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that people may see Your glory,&lt;br /&gt;So I want to show Your glory by my life,&lt;br /&gt;I pray that those who are in darkness find a light,&lt;br /&gt;So help me to become a light for them.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that people may know Your love,&lt;br /&gt;So grant me to love just like You do,&lt;br /&gt;I pray that hungry hearts may feed on Your Word,&lt;br /&gt;So help me to be a distributor of spiritual food,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want that You  hear  my prayers,&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be the answer  to my prayers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5330611870193202650?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5330611870193202650/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5330611870193202650' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5330611870193202650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5330611870193202650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-to-be-answer-to-my-prayers.html' title='I want to be the answer to my prayers'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ7kwF9HJZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9-HAhX9DmOc/s72-c/I+want+to+be+the+answer+to+my+prayers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5457257555526311562</id><published>2008-10-18T16:52:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:55:22.872+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Triolet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnOcIfI9TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uYFgWGEWg3Y/s1600-h/toutes+choses+contribuent+au+bien.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258461022641517874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnOcIfI9TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uYFgWGEWg3Y/s400/toutes+choses+contribuent+au+bien.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Romains 8:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toutes choses contribuent au bien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ceux qui t’aiment, Seigneur,&lt;br /&gt;Pour ceux qui mettent leur confiance en Toi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toutes choses contribuent au bien.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu donnes de la joie parmi les larmes,&lt;br /&gt;Tu changes chaque malheur en bonheur,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toutes choses contribuent au bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;De ceux qui t’aiment, Seigneur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5457257555526311562?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5457257555526311562/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5457257555526311562' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5457257555526311562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5457257555526311562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/10/romains-828.html' title='Triolet'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnOcIfI9TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uYFgWGEWg3Y/s72-c/toutes+choses+contribuent+au+bien.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-7505511685695104820</id><published>2008-10-18T16:49:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:52:37.215+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Three adorations in three places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnN_uQXeXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iO8GQwmANcg/s1600-h/Three+adorations.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258460534563895666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnN_uQXeXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iO8GQwmANcg/s400/Three+adorations.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My precious Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;One day in Your house, in Your courts&lt;br /&gt;Is sweeter than a thousand in other places,&lt;br /&gt;One hour spend with You is more precious&lt;br /&gt;Than many hours spend with others.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to be with You in the eternity&lt;br /&gt;Than to live on earth for hundred years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is wonderful&lt;/strong&gt; to be in Your church,&lt;br /&gt;To listen to Your Words with Your children,&lt;br /&gt;To seek Your presence,&lt;br /&gt;To sing Your praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is wonderful&lt;/strong&gt; to be alone with You,&lt;br /&gt;To open Your Book with great reverence,&lt;br /&gt;To open my heart with sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;To meditate on Your precious Words,&lt;br /&gt;To talk with You in sweet intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will be wonderful&lt;/strong&gt; in the eternity&lt;br /&gt;To take part in worship without ceasing,&lt;br /&gt;To see You face to face,&lt;br /&gt;To worship You and sing Your praise.&lt;br /&gt;Grant me to take part in these three adorations;&lt;br /&gt;Every week I want to praise You in &lt;strong&gt;Your church,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I want to meet You &lt;strong&gt;in my room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the eternity I want to worship &lt;strong&gt;You in heaven.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-7505511685695104820?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/7505511685695104820/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=7505511685695104820' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7505511685695104820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7505511685695104820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-adorations-in-three-places.html' title='Three adorations in three places'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnN_uQXeXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iO8GQwmANcg/s72-c/Three+adorations.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4013974320771108306</id><published>2008-10-18T16:47:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:50:34.756+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems inspired by the Psalm 119'/><title type='text'>Psalm 119:92</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnNKLbVS3I/AAAAAAAAAME/au4OViftpUc/s1600-h/psalm+119.92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258459614681582450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnNKLbVS3I/AAAAAAAAAME/au4OViftpUc/s400/psalm+119.92.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unless Your law had been my delight,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would then have perished in my affliction,&lt;br /&gt;I could not know Your limitless love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unless Your law had been my delight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet melody of joy could not ring,&lt;br /&gt;I would not hear Your sweet call,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unless Your law had been my delight,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would then have perished in my affliction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4013974320771108306?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4013974320771108306/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4013974320771108306' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4013974320771108306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4013974320771108306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/10/psalm-11992.html' title='Psalm 119:92'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnNKLbVS3I/AAAAAAAAAME/au4OViftpUc/s72-c/psalm+119.92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4109625676679513047</id><published>2008-10-18T15:53:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:47:02.644+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems inspired by the Psalm 119'/><title type='text'>Reading the psalm 119</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnMqUcuMaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lIgvt-n5LGE/s1600-h/Reading+the+psalm+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258459067347513762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnMqUcuMaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lIgvt-n5LGE/s400/Reading+the+psalm+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, while I am reading my favourite psalm,&lt;br /&gt;I ask you to open my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the wonders of Your Law,&lt;br /&gt;And delight in Your sweet Word.&lt;br /&gt;If I delight in Your amazing statutes,&lt;br /&gt;I will love Your Words with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And if I love them, I will meditate on Your Word all the time,&lt;br /&gt;And if I meditate, I will keep Your Word in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And if I keep it, I will be able to do it also&lt;br /&gt;And I will be one of the blessed people&lt;br /&gt;About whom the psalmist speaks at the beginning of my favourite psalm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4109625676679513047?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4109625676679513047/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4109625676679513047' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4109625676679513047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4109625676679513047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/10/reading-psalm-119.html' title='Reading the psalm 119'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPnMqUcuMaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lIgvt-n5LGE/s72-c/Reading+the+psalm+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1260663064236572395</id><published>2008-10-09T15:39:00.007+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:56:12.851+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Comptable de Tes bénédictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SO3gwX3CjyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AI8q5-BBMlk/s1600-h/comptable+de+Tes+benedictions.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255103461854449442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SO3gwX3CjyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AI8q5-BBMlk/s400/comptable+de+Tes+benedictions.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seigneur, c’est merveilleux d’être comptable de Tes bénédictions,&lt;br /&gt;Je veux inscrire tous tes bienfaits non seulement dans mon cahier,&lt;br /&gt;Mais aussi dans mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;Combien j’aime chanter Ta louange!&lt;br /&gt;Apporter devant Ton trône la gloire et l’honneur,&lt;br /&gt;Je veux compter mes bénédictions et pas mes détresses,&lt;br /&gt;Te remercier pour mes joies, oublier mes tristesses,&lt;br /&gt;Eloigner toutes les plaintes de mes lèvres, &lt;br /&gt;En me rappelant que Tu as promis d’essuyer toute larme de mes yeux,&lt;br /&gt;C’est dans Tes mains que je mets tous mes problèmes,&lt;br /&gt;En confiant leurs solutions à Toi seul.&lt;br /&gt;Il y a tant de choses que je ne comprends pas et j’ignore;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne comprends pas beaucoup de choses qui sont arrivées dans le passé,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pas souvent ce que Tu es en train de faire à présent,&lt;br /&gt;Les surprises du futur ne me sont pas connues,&lt;br /&gt;Mais Tu m’a fait savoir ce dont j’avais besoin;&lt;br /&gt;Je sais que Ta sagesse ne peut pas se tromper,&lt;br /&gt;Donc &lt;strong&gt;Tu sais&lt;/strong&gt; ce qui est bien pour moi,&lt;br /&gt;Je sais que Ton amour ne finit jamais,&lt;br /&gt;Donc &lt;strong&gt;Tu veux&lt;/strong&gt; m’accorder ce qui est bien,&lt;br /&gt;Je sais que Ta puissance ne tarit point,&lt;br /&gt;Donc &lt;strong&gt;Tu peux&lt;/strong&gt; faire dans ma vie&lt;br /&gt;Ce que dans Ta sagesse Tu trouves bien&lt;br /&gt;Et dans Ton amour Tu veux me l’accorder,&lt;br /&gt;Et moi je veux énumérer Tes bienfaits,&lt;br /&gt;Depuis aujourd’hui jusqu’à Ta venue&lt;br /&gt;Je veux être comptable de Tes bénédictions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1260663064236572395?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1260663064236572395/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1260663064236572395' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1260663064236572395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1260663064236572395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/10/comptable-de-tes-bndictions.html' title='Comptable de Tes bénédictions'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SO3gwX3CjyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AI8q5-BBMlk/s72-c/comptable+de+Tes+benedictions.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1283673507007684154</id><published>2008-10-06T15:48:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:59:40.215+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Book-keeper of Your blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ71smvu4lI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EI7CWaGUCJM/s1600-h/blessing+book.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ71smvu4lI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EI7CWaGUCJM/s400/blessing+book.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264415161106489938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, how wonderful is to be a book-keeper of Your blessings,&lt;br /&gt;I want to record one by one the benefits that You granted&lt;br /&gt;Not only in my notebook but in my heart too,&lt;br /&gt;How I love to sing Your praise!&lt;br /&gt;What a delight to give You thanks,&lt;br /&gt;I want to count my blessings, not my troubles&lt;br /&gt;Forget my pains, remember my many joys,&lt;br /&gt;I want to remove the complains from my lips,&lt;br /&gt;Because You have promised to wipe away every tear from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I place all my problems into Your hands,&lt;br /&gt;And trust their solution to You alone,&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that I do  not know;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand many things that happened in the past,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't know what you are doing at present,&lt;br /&gt;The surprises of the futur are unknown to me,&lt;br /&gt;But You have let me know what I needed to know;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in Your wisdom You cannot be mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;You know&lt;/strong&gt; what is good for me,&lt;br /&gt;I know that Your love never comes to an end,&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;You want&lt;/strong&gt; to give me what is good,&lt;br /&gt;I know that Your power never runs short,&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;You can&lt;/strong&gt; do in my life&lt;br /&gt;What You consider good in Your wisdom&lt;br /&gt;And You want grant me in Your love,&lt;br /&gt;As for me I want to enumerate your benefits&lt;br /&gt;And from today until Your glorious coming&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a book-keeper of Your blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtcyan,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1283673507007684154?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1283673507007684154/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1283673507007684154' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1283673507007684154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1283673507007684154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/10/book-keeper-of-your-blessings.html' title='Book-keeper of Your blessings'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SQ71smvu4lI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EI7CWaGUCJM/s72-c/blessing+book.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6814896507033715364</id><published>2008-09-19T15:00:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:29:21.434+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Les deux choses qui ont étonné le Seigneur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBj2G-mz-I/AAAAAAAAALU/vXtCBsbchK8/s1600-h/Les+deux+choses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBj2G-mz-I/AAAAAAAAALU/vXtCBsbchK8/s400/Les+deux+choses.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255810546378657762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Marc 6:6, Matthieu 8:10)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, je m’étonne de beaucoup de choses,&lt;br /&gt;Mais il n’ y a que deux choses qui T’ont étonné;&lt;br /&gt;L’incrédulité de Ton people,&lt;br /&gt;Quand Tu faisais tant de miracles,&lt;br /&gt;Et la foi d’un païen,&lt;br /&gt;Qui croyait dans la puissance de Ta Parole.&lt;br /&gt;Je suis désolée de T’avoir souvent étonné&lt;br /&gt;Comme les premiers,&lt;br /&gt;Aide-moi à T’étonner maintenant&lt;br /&gt;Comme le païen qui croyait;&lt;br /&gt;Dis-moi une Parole seulement,&lt;br /&gt;Et mon âme sera guérie immédiatement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6814896507033715364?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6814896507033715364/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6814896507033715364' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6814896507033715364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6814896507033715364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/les-deux-choses-qui-ont-tonn-le.html' title='Les deux choses qui ont étonné le Seigneur'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBj2G-mz-I/AAAAAAAAALU/vXtCBsbchK8/s72-c/Les+deux+choses.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1343335279694341773</id><published>2008-09-12T16:54:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:33:09.917+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Search my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SO3d0rDZdBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/TMa-JYJ1ixU/s1600-h/search+my+mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SO3d0rDZdBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/TMa-JYJ1ixU/s400/search+my+mind.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255100237191148562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, search my heart and my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I want to pass an examination every day,&lt;br /&gt;And when You will call me for the final exam,&lt;br /&gt;I want to have an excellent mark.&lt;br /&gt;Often the thoughts from the enemy's army&lt;br /&gt;Come being disguised and sometimes I can't recognize them.&lt;br /&gt;Unmask them and send them away,&lt;br /&gt;Renew my mind completely,&lt;br /&gt;Please, put a signboard on my mind;&lt;br /&gt;''The entry of the thoughts contrary to the Scripture is strictly forbiden''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1343335279694341773?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1343335279694341773/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1343335279694341773' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1343335279694341773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1343335279694341773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/search-my-mind.html' title='Search my mind'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SO3d0rDZdBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/TMa-JYJ1ixU/s72-c/search+my+mind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6799255837164246428</id><published>2008-09-12T16:54:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:24:58.208+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Jérémie 33:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOC7AIvYMyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QWnlTF7mig8/s1600-h/invoque+moi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251402776534594338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOC7AIvYMyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QWnlTF7mig8/s320/invoque+moi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Invoque-moi et Je te répondrai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je te raconterai des choses merveilleuses,&lt;br /&gt;Je t’annoncerai des secrets que tu ne connais pas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Invoque-moi et Je te répondrai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Je te raconterai ce que personne n’a entendu parler&lt;br /&gt;Je te dirai des choses dont tu n’as pas même rêvé,&lt;br /&gt;Je te raconterai des choses merveilleuses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Invoque-moi et Je te répondrai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6799255837164246428?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6799255837164246428/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6799255837164246428' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6799255837164246428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6799255837164246428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/jrmie-333.html' title='Jérémie 33:3'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOC7AIvYMyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QWnlTF7mig8/s72-c/invoque+moi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5552374899570266282</id><published>2008-09-12T16:38:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:52:24.442+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>La partie oubliée de Jean 16:33</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn0NR1Do3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/MTW8059msLM/s1600-h/la+partie+oubliee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn0NR1Do3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/MTW8059msLM/s400/la+partie+oubliee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253998949265810290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jésus, je me rappelle bien la première partie de Jean 16:33;&lt;br /&gt;Tu m’a prévenu que j’aurai des tribulations,&lt;br /&gt;Je sais que mes tribulations ne sont pas inattendues,&lt;br /&gt;Elle ne devraient pas me surprendre.&lt;br /&gt;Mais pourquoi j’oublie souvent la deuxième partie de ce verset;&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que Tu a dit: ”Vous aurez des tribulations dans le monde,&lt;br /&gt;Soyez donc découragés, résignez-vous avec les défaites?”,&lt;br /&gt;Non, mais Tu a dit: ”Prenez courage”.&lt;br /&gt;Pourquoi  prendrai-je courage?&lt;br /&gt;Parce que je suis forte?&lt;br /&gt;Parce que sais comment vaincre?&lt;br /&gt;Non, mais c’est Toi qui as vaincu le monde!&lt;br /&gt;Aide-moi à  me rappeler toujours de la victoire que Tu a conquise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5552374899570266282?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5552374899570266282/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5552374899570266282' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5552374899570266282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5552374899570266282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/la-partie-oublie-de-jean-1633.html' title='La partie oubliée de Jean 16:33'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn0NR1Do3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/MTW8059msLM/s72-c/la+partie+oubliee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5623824910725785727</id><published>2008-09-11T11:11:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:22:23.159+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>John 3:30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SMpXctNK_YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3lGLEbRxyNE/s1600-h/He+must+increase.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245100866709159298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SMpXctNK_YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3lGLEbRxyNE/s400/He+must+increase.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He must increase, I must decrease,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will worship Him with my whole being,&lt;br /&gt;I will deny myself daily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He must increase, I must decrease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow Him and take up my cross.&lt;br /&gt;What is gain to me I will count loss,&lt;br /&gt;I will worship Him with my whole being,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He must increase, I must decrease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5623824910725785727?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5623824910725785727/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5623824910725785727' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5623824910725785727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5623824910725785727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/john-330.html' title='John 3:30'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SMpXctNK_YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3lGLEbRxyNE/s72-c/He+must+increase.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2198750456088315372</id><published>2008-09-11T11:11:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:21:07.280+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Du feu étranger, des sacrifices non commandées, de l’adoration en vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn0mLdgETI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yS4EY1Ar2YI/s1600-h/feu+etrange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn0mLdgETI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yS4EY1Ar2YI/s400/feu+etrange.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253999377053126962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Lévitique 10:1, 1Samuel 13:14, Marc: 7:6-8)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, qu’il ne m’arrive jamais&lt;br /&gt;De présenter devant Toi du feu étranger,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne veux pas perdre la vie que Tu m’as donnée&lt;br /&gt;Comme les fils d’Aaron l’ont perdue.&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, qu’il ne m’arrive jamais&lt;br /&gt;De T’apporter des sacrifices que Tu n’as pas commandées,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne veux pas que le verdict prononcé pour Saül&lt;br /&gt;Soit prononcé pour moi aussi.&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, qu’il n’arrive jamais&lt;br /&gt;Que mon adoration soit en vain,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne veux pas que Tu me dises ce jour-là:&lt;br /&gt;”Je ne t’ai jamais connu, retire-toi de moi”.&lt;br /&gt;Je ne veux pas T’apporter du feu étranger&lt;br /&gt;Mais être brûlée du feu sanctifiant de Ton Esprit,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne veux pas T’offrir des sacrifices non commandées,&lt;br /&gt;Mais T’apporter l’offrande qui T’es agréable; mon coeur brisé,&lt;br /&gt;Que mon adoration ne soit pas en vain,&lt;br /&gt;Mais je veux T’adorer en Esprit et en Vérité,&lt;br /&gt;Qu’il n’ y aient jamais dans ma vie&lt;br /&gt;Du feu étranger,&lt;br /&gt;Des sacrifices non commandées,&lt;br /&gt;De l’adoration en vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2198750456088315372?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2198750456088315372/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2198750456088315372' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2198750456088315372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2198750456088315372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/du-feu-tranger-des-sacrifices-non.html' title='Du feu étranger, des sacrifices non commandées, de l’adoration en vain'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn0mLdgETI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yS4EY1Ar2YI/s72-c/feu+etrange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4952093310349521293</id><published>2008-09-11T11:00:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:07:15.682+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Le commandemant et la promesse de Psaume 37:4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBsqAyZs2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/YjYhk_6hPRc/s1600-h/psaume+37.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBsqAyZs2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/YjYhk_6hPRc/s400/psaume+37.4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255820234163073890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dans le Psaume 37:4&lt;br /&gt;Il y a un commandement&lt;br /&gt;Et une promesse aussi.&lt;br /&gt;J’oublie parfois le commandement,&lt;br /&gt;Mais je pense à la promesse si souvent.&lt;br /&gt;Ma part est de garder le commandement,&lt;br /&gt;Et je sais que Tu gardes toujours Tes promesses;&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, je ferai de Toi mes délices,&lt;br /&gt;Je me réjouirai en Toi sans cesse,&lt;br /&gt;Et Tu me donneras ce que mon coeur désire,&lt;br /&gt;Parce qu’il restera un seul désir dans mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;Et ce seul désir c’est Toi-même, Seigneur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4952093310349521293?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4952093310349521293/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4952093310349521293' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4952093310349521293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4952093310349521293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/le-commandemant-et-la-promesse-de.html' title='Le commandemant et la promesse de Psaume 37:4'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBsqAyZs2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/YjYhk_6hPRc/s72-c/psaume+37.4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-8010829565763331914</id><published>2008-09-05T14:16:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:22:41.058+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Une demeure pour le Seigneur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn09sptw2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/WllR-iO_0yk/s1600-h/une+demeure+pour+le+Seigneur.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn09sptw2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/WllR-iO_0yk/s400/une+demeure+pour+le+Seigneur.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253999781099717474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psaume 132;4,5)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David a dit. ”Je ne donnerai ni sommeil à mes yeux,&lt;br /&gt;Ni assoupissement à mes paupières,&lt;br /&gt;Jusqu’a ce que j’aie trouvé un lieu pour le Seigneur,&lt;br /&gt;Une demeure pour le Puissant de Jacob”.&lt;br /&gt;Jésus, je veux faire la même chose;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne donnerai pas de sommeil à mes yeux,&lt;br /&gt;Je n’aurai ni trêve ni repos,&lt;br /&gt;Jusqu’a ce que mon coeur devienne une demeure sainte,&lt;br /&gt;Une maison comfortable pour Toi,&lt;br /&gt;Occupe toutes les chambres de mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;Et ferme la porte,&lt;br /&gt;Sois le seul Propriétaire dans mon coeur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-8010829565763331914?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/8010829565763331914/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=8010829565763331914' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/8010829565763331914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/8010829565763331914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/09/une-demeure-pour-le-seigneur.html' title='Une demeure pour le Seigneur'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn09sptw2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/WllR-iO_0yk/s72-c/une+demeure+pour+le+Seigneur.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6685758061257888372</id><published>2008-08-26T09:33:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:58:31.502+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Beware of the leaven of the pharisees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9WTNCfAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9oePHxPGTuM/s1600-h/leaven+of+pharisees.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9WTNCfAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9oePHxPGTuM/s400/leaven+of+pharisees.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254008999858306050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You  told to  Your disciples:&lt;br /&gt;"Beware of the leaven of the pharisees''.&lt;br /&gt;So there is such a danger&lt;br /&gt;And even Your true disciples are not exempt from it.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I have decided to beware too,&lt;br /&gt;Show in me all the signs of  pharisaism,&lt;br /&gt;I want that You erase them without leaving a trace,&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't want that You tell me; ''Woe to you''.&lt;br /&gt;Let never  happen that I say one thing and do another thing,&lt;br /&gt;I want that between all my words  and deeds&lt;br /&gt;Be always  an equals sign.&lt;br /&gt;While praying I will not chose the corners of the streets,&lt;br /&gt;But I will meet You in the secret place,&lt;br /&gt;While giving to the poor I will not sound a trumpet,&lt;br /&gt;While fasting I will have  a glad countenance.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need titles and praises,&lt;br /&gt;I just want You tell me: ''Well done''.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to sit in best places in feasts,&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy sitting at Your feet.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, though I like to strain out a gnat,&lt;br /&gt;Let never happen that I swallow a camel,&lt;br /&gt;Remind me always to cleanse the inside of the dish&lt;br /&gt;That the outside also shines with the same purity.&lt;br /&gt;While I have a plank in my eye,&lt;br /&gt;I will never try to be an oculist,&lt;br /&gt;And in order to stay in the salvation that You granted me,&lt;br /&gt;I will never trust in my own deeds.&lt;br /&gt;I will not compare myself with the tax collector&lt;br /&gt;But I will cry out like he did: "Lord, be merciful to me, a sinner''&lt;br /&gt;And I will rejoice in Your forgivness.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, search me and find out all the symptoms of  pharisaism,&lt;br /&gt;I will beware of this terrible disease lest it bring me a spiritual death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6685758061257888372?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6685758061257888372/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6685758061257888372' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6685758061257888372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6685758061257888372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/beware-of-leaven-of-pharisees.html' title='Beware of the leaven of the pharisees'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9WTNCfAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9oePHxPGTuM/s72-c/leaven+of+pharisees.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1263937062552973690</id><published>2008-08-24T09:31:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:59:15.278+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Evening devotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9inNuftI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qn1FXqMLYdc/s1600-h/Evening+devotions.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9inNuftI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qn1FXqMLYdc/s400/Evening+devotions.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254009211388329682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sunset&lt;br /&gt;I open Your Holy Book again,&lt;br /&gt;I admire the beauty of Your Word,&lt;br /&gt;My heart rejoices in You, precious Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Far away from the noise of the world,&lt;br /&gt;I hear Your sweet, tender voice,&lt;br /&gt;For remaining with me all the day long&lt;br /&gt;I thank you with all of my  soul.&lt;br /&gt;I count Your blessings that You've given me&lt;br /&gt;From the sunrise to the sunset,&lt;br /&gt;I present to the test of Your Word&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I've done and thought.&lt;br /&gt;The sweet melody that rings in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Rings on my lips in the dark of night,&lt;br /&gt;In the night and the solitude of my life&lt;br /&gt;You give me songs of joy, You comfort my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Before I sleep a sweet thought comes to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;That You, Keeper of Israel, never slumber nor sleep!&lt;br /&gt;My dear Lord, my precious Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;I bow in reverence, I delight in Your presence&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is this hour spend with You,&lt;br /&gt;After the sunset…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1263937062552973690?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1263937062552973690/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1263937062552973690' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1263937062552973690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1263937062552973690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/evening-devotions.html' title='Evening devotions'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9inNuftI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qn1FXqMLYdc/s72-c/Evening+devotions.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2685371000004644249</id><published>2008-08-23T11:15:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:00:18.333+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>TODAY AND  THAT DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9viQzbYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/x6crxZxjH68/s1600-h/Today.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9viQzbYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/x6crxZxjH68/s400/Today.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254009433397357954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You have commended to listen to Your voice today;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do Your will as long as it is ''today''&lt;br /&gt;Because after today&lt;br /&gt;''That day'' will come!&lt;br /&gt;Today I can still test myself,&lt;br /&gt;Because when ''that day'' will come,&lt;br /&gt;It will be too late;&lt;br /&gt;Then You will test me Yourself!&lt;br /&gt;Today I can still take oil in my vessel,&lt;br /&gt;Because when ''that day'' will come,&lt;br /&gt;The door will be closed,&lt;br /&gt;Those who don't have the oil will be left out.&lt;br /&gt;Today I can draw nearer to You,&lt;br /&gt;Because when ''that day'' will come,&lt;br /&gt;To those who are not near to You today&lt;br /&gt;You will tell: ''Depart from me''.&lt;br /&gt;Today I can still sit at Your table,&lt;br /&gt;Because when ''that day'' will come,&lt;br /&gt;Those who don't feed upon Your Word today,&lt;br /&gt;Will not take part to the Marriage Supper.&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to spend more sweet hours with You,&lt;br /&gt;Because when ''that day'' will come,&lt;br /&gt;Those who don't seek You today,&lt;br /&gt;Will be far from Your presence.&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to worship You,&lt;br /&gt;Because when ''that day'' will come,&lt;br /&gt;Those who don't worship You today&lt;br /&gt;Will not go to unceasing worship's place.&lt;br /&gt;One day ''today'' will finish,&lt;br /&gt;And the next day will be ''that day'',&lt;br /&gt;In order to be ready ''that day'',&lt;br /&gt;I must get ready today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2685371000004644249?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2685371000004644249/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2685371000004644249' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2685371000004644249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2685371000004644249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-and-that-day.html' title='TODAY AND  THAT DAY'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn9viQzbYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/x6crxZxjH68/s72-c/Today.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1063219088741647767</id><published>2008-08-22T17:16:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:01:04.245+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>SELF-DENYING  HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn98JWMMkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/57ZKmR7JRXw/s1600-h/self-denying+heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn98JWMMkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/57ZKmR7JRXw/s400/self-denying+heart.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254009650047365698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In order to have a self-denying heart,&lt;br /&gt;I must have the three lasting things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Lord said that if I want to follow Him,&lt;br /&gt;I must deny myself,&lt;br /&gt;I must take up my cross,&lt;br /&gt;I must be ready for sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;In the wonderful Book that He had given me,&lt;br /&gt;I have found the conditions  which are necessary&lt;br /&gt;For having a self-denying heart.&lt;br /&gt;In this book I have met Abraham who was ready to sacrifice his only son,&lt;br /&gt;Because he believed in his Almighty God and trusted in His promise.&lt;br /&gt;So if I have faith in His promise I will be ready for sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;There I' ve met also a man who had found a treasure in a field.&lt;br /&gt;He sold all he had  and bought this field.&lt;br /&gt;He was willing to  left his possessions,&lt;br /&gt;Because he hoped to receive more.&lt;br /&gt;So if I don't lose this blessed hope,&lt;br /&gt;I will  be able to deny myself&lt;br /&gt;And leave all that I have.&lt;br /&gt;In this Book I have seen also the greatest Sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;God gave His Son because of His love,&lt;br /&gt;We have known the love of Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Because He gave His life for us.&lt;br /&gt;So if I love as He did,&lt;br /&gt;I will give my life, I will sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful are the treasures of my God's Word.&lt;br /&gt;In His precious Word I' ve found&lt;br /&gt;That in order to have a sacrificing  heart&lt;br /&gt;I must have the three lasting things;&lt;br /&gt;The faith, the hope and the love.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, give me an unfailing faith,&lt;br /&gt;Keep firmly my blessed hope,&lt;br /&gt;Fill my heart with Your limitless love,&lt;br /&gt;I want to become an offering on Your altar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1063219088741647767?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1063219088741647767/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1063219088741647767' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1063219088741647767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1063219088741647767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/self-denying-heart.html' title='SELF-DENYING  HEART'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn98JWMMkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/57ZKmR7JRXw/s72-c/self-denying+heart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-169316099745294062</id><published>2008-08-22T09:58:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:34:45.396+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Je ne demande pas le feu consumant...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn3yaxaUWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xZkkjmgTt90/s1600-h/feu+consumant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn3yaxaUWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xZkkjmgTt90/s400/feu+consumant.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002885856481634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je ne demande pas le feu consumant pour les autres,&lt;br /&gt;Envoie-moi un autre feu&lt;br /&gt;(Luc 9:54-56)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Seigneur, veux-tu que nous commandions&lt;br /&gt;Que le feu descende du ciel et les consume?''&lt;br /&gt;Jésus, comme c’est bien que Tu ne penses pas comme nous!&lt;br /&gt;Qu’est-ce qu’il se passerait si Tu punissais avec le feu&lt;br /&gt;Tous ceux qui ne Te recevaient pas?&lt;br /&gt;Pendant que nous pensons qu’il serait juste&lt;br /&gt;Si le feu tombait et les consumait,&lt;br /&gt;Ta reproche nous rappelle le but de Ta venue;&lt;br /&gt;Tu n’es pas venu pour perdre les âmes mais pour les sauver.&lt;br /&gt;Au lieu de vouloir que le feu tombe et les consume,&lt;br /&gt;Je Te demande de m’envoyer du ciel le feu de Ton Esprit,&lt;br /&gt;Pour qu’il consume en moi l’esprit qui demande le feu consumant,&lt;br /&gt;Pour que je comprenne que Ton oeuvre est de sauver,&lt;br /&gt;La mienne est de proclamer Ton salut,&lt;br /&gt;Pour que je sois inquiète pour les perdus&lt;br /&gt;Et que je devienne un vrai témoin pour Toi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-169316099745294062?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/169316099745294062/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=169316099745294062' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/169316099745294062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/169316099745294062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/je-ne-demande-pas-le-feu-consumant.html' title='Je ne demande pas le feu consumant...'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn3yaxaUWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xZkkjmgTt90/s72-c/feu+consumant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-3985501382712908078</id><published>2008-08-20T18:41:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:35:41.907+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>L’église de mon rêve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn4Bg1u0DI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lBUw77t7tYM/s1600-h/eglise+de+mon+reve.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn4Bg1u0DI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lBUw77t7tYM/s400/eglise+de+mon+reve.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254003145183252530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jésus, je ne peux pas lire avec indifférence&lt;br /&gt;Les Actes des apôtres,&lt;br /&gt;Je suis toujours émue en lisant Actes 11:20-30,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne peux pas lire sur ce réveil et cette eglise&lt;br /&gt;Sans soupirer, sans dire ”Combien je voudrais moi aussi…”.&lt;br /&gt;J’y vois un réveil étonnant,&lt;br /&gt;Ta main était avec Tes enfants,&lt;br /&gt;Beaucoup ont cru et se sont convertis dans cette ville païenne.&lt;br /&gt;Combien je veux voir le réveil d’Antioche&lt;br /&gt;En Arménie aussi!&lt;br /&gt;Ton apôtre enseignait dans cette église&lt;br /&gt;Et aussi  ”le fils d’exhortation”,&lt;br /&gt;Qui était plein de foi et de Ton Esprit.&lt;br /&gt;Je dis de nouveau comme autrefois:&lt;br /&gt;”Oh, si j’avais vécu dans ces temps,&lt;br /&gt;Si j’avais communion avec les chrétiens,&lt;br /&gt;Qui n’étaient qu’un coeur et qu’une âme,&lt;br /&gt;Qui avaient tout en commun entre eux,&lt;br /&gt;Qui obéissaient à la voix de l’Esprit.&lt;br /&gt;Combien je voudrais écouter la prédication de Barnabas,&lt;br /&gt;Prier avec l’apôtre Paul,&lt;br /&gt;Mes amies seraient  Lydie et Tabitha,&lt;br /&gt;Et Priscille qui Te servait avec joie”.&lt;br /&gt;Mais Seigneur, plein de bonté et de sagesse,&lt;br /&gt;Tu a voulu que je vive dans les derniers temps,&lt;br /&gt;Et au lieu de me plaindre je dois T’en remercier&lt;br /&gt;Et d’être joyeuse de vivre avant Ta venue.&lt;br /&gt;”Le fils d’exhortation”  ne vit pas dans nos temps,&lt;br /&gt;Mais son exhortation sonne dans mon coeur:&lt;br /&gt;”Restez d’un coeur ferme attachés au  Seigneur”.&lt;br /&gt;Jésus, je veux T’aimer de tout mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;Que Tu sois ma joie et mon seul bonheur.&lt;br /&gt;Un jour Tu donneras le désir de mon coeur;&lt;br /&gt;Je verrai dans ma patrie&lt;br /&gt;L’église de mon rêve,&lt;br /&gt;Le réveil d’Antioche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-3985501382712908078?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/3985501382712908078/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=3985501382712908078' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/3985501382712908078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/3985501382712908078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/lglise-de-mon-rve.html' title='L’église de mon rêve'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn4Bg1u0DI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lBUw77t7tYM/s72-c/eglise+de+mon+reve.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-7101738024329448606</id><published>2008-08-19T13:46:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:01:50.750+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>I will pray at all times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-I7RsAnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nGvz3r2yTvg/s1600-h/I+will+pray+at+all+times.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-I7RsAnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nGvz3r2yTvg/s400/I+will+pray+at+all+times.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254009869608682098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times,&lt;br /&gt;Even when the governors and the satraps&lt;br /&gt;Will intirgue against me,&lt;br /&gt;I will not fear the pit of lions,&lt;br /&gt;I will be faithful like Daniel,&lt;br /&gt;I have decided firmly,&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times,&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't find an answer for six times&lt;br /&gt;And on the seventh time I see a small cloud,&lt;br /&gt;I will not lose my hope,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for the rain like Elija did,&lt;br /&gt;I have decided firmly,&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times,&lt;br /&gt;Even if a child of God is in prison,&lt;br /&gt;I will cry to the Lord day and night&lt;br /&gt;And one day the prisoner for the Lord will  knock at my door,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait with prayer like the first chirstians did,&lt;br /&gt;I have decided firmly,&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times,&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm in the prison of distress,&lt;br /&gt;I will sing priases to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;And the doors of prison will open,&lt;br /&gt;I will praise the Lord like Paul and Silas did,&lt;br /&gt;I have decided firmly,&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray at all times,&lt;br /&gt;Even when everyone will hinder me,&lt;br /&gt;If they say: ''The Lord will not answer you'',&lt;br /&gt;Evening and morning and the noon&lt;br /&gt;I will pray and cry aloud,&lt;br /&gt;He shall hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I will pray at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-7101738024329448606?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/7101738024329448606/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=7101738024329448606' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7101738024329448606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7101738024329448606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-will-pray-at-all-times.html' title='I will pray at all times'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-I7RsAnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nGvz3r2yTvg/s72-c/I+will+pray+at+all+times.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5768339606639111245</id><published>2008-08-18T14:39:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:02:34.626+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Morning devotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-TGnfqtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/l3qGeyJTW_E/s1600-h/morning+devotions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-TGnfqtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/l3qGeyJTW_E/s400/morning+devotions.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254010044451629778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning when the alarm is ringing,&lt;br /&gt;I open three things;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My Bible,&lt;br /&gt;My heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn off three things;&lt;br /&gt;My phone,&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;The noise of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn on three things;&lt;br /&gt;The lamp on my desk,&lt;br /&gt;The desire for Your Word,&lt;br /&gt;The fire of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask You three things;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence,&lt;br /&gt;Your mercy,&lt;br /&gt;The treasures of Your Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;In this sweet hour spend with You,&lt;br /&gt;My mind is renewed,&lt;br /&gt;My soul is healed,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5768339606639111245?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5768339606639111245/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5768339606639111245' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5768339606639111245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5768339606639111245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/morning-devotions.html' title='Morning devotions'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-TGnfqtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/l3qGeyJTW_E/s72-c/morning+devotions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2078847737809037086</id><published>2008-08-18T00:04:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:36:42.379+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Encore un peu de temps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn4Pp3XtDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7DPSD2rHLuE/s1600-h/Encore+un+peu+de+temps.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn4Pp3XtDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7DPSD2rHLuE/s400/Encore+un+peu+de+temps.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254003388124214322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Hebreux 10:37)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encore un peu, un peu de temps&lt;br /&gt;Et Toi qui as promis de venir,&lt;br /&gt;Tu viendras et ne tarderas pas!&lt;br /&gt;Adorable Jésus,&lt;br /&gt;L’espoir de Ta venue&lt;br /&gt;M’aide a supporter tout,&lt;br /&gt;Et à être patiente,&lt;br /&gt;M’aide à perséverer et me calmer,&lt;br /&gt;A essuyer mes larmes et regarder en haut.&lt;br /&gt;Ta venue est  ma plus grande consolation,&lt;br /&gt;La préparation pour Ta venue est mon plus grand devoir,&lt;br /&gt;Mon départ lors Ta venue est mon plus grand désir,&lt;br /&gt;Et Toi, Roi revenant bientôt,&lt;br /&gt;Tu es mon seul Amour et ma Joie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2078847737809037086?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2078847737809037086/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2078847737809037086' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2078847737809037086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2078847737809037086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/encore-un-peu-de-temps.html' title='Encore un peu de temps'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn4Pp3XtDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7DPSD2rHLuE/s72-c/Encore+un+peu+de+temps.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5694208694521497686</id><published>2008-08-18T00:00:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:19:10.360+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems for sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Being like Bible women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-feas6-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-DCYaqQGZ38/s1600-h/Bible+women.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-feas6-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-DCYaqQGZ38/s400/Bible+women.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254010256998853602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, give me the diligence of Rebekah,&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't need to draw water for camels&lt;br /&gt;I want to show to everyone the Source of the living water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the meekness and the zeal of Ruth&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't need to glean the ears of grain&lt;br /&gt;I want to work in Your field with humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me wise like Abigail was&lt;br /&gt;And help me be a peace-maker&lt;br /&gt;In difficult situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that You make me like Esther&lt;br /&gt;Though I am not a queen nor a beauty&lt;br /&gt;I want to be self-devoted like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a heart of worship and thirst for Your Word&lt;br /&gt;I want to sit at Your feet and give You the most precious thing I have&lt;br /&gt;Like Mary of Bethany did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like Tabitha&lt;br /&gt;Though I am not skilled in her handicraft&lt;br /&gt;I want always to help people like she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to be like Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;Though there is no Aquila in my life&lt;br /&gt;I want to serve You whole-heartedly like she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, make me what You want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't know and don't understand many things&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy being Your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5694208694521497686?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5694208694521497686/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5694208694521497686' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5694208694521497686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5694208694521497686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/being-like-bible-women.html' title='Being like Bible women'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-feas6-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-DCYaqQGZ38/s72-c/Bible+women.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4449032539106677293</id><published>2008-08-15T13:51:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:04:18.816+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Earthly wedding as a reminder of the heavenly  marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-ruq16XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/J-o1TwbcLrU/s1600-h/earthly+wedding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-ruq16XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/J-o1TwbcLrU/s400/earthly+wedding.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254010467519949170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious Jesus, every time when I'm present&lt;br /&gt;At a wedding on earth,&lt;br /&gt;I think about the marriage Supper that You've promised to me,&lt;br /&gt;Which will be very soon in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;When I see the bride adorned with white gown,&lt;br /&gt;I remember that you promised fine linen clean and bright.&lt;br /&gt;When the groom comes to take the bride,&lt;br /&gt;I remember about that day, when one will be taken and  the other will be left.&lt;br /&gt;When the pastor reads John chapter  2,&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning again about Your first miracle,&lt;br /&gt;I remember the Revelation chapter 19,&lt;br /&gt;I think about the most glorious wedding.&lt;br /&gt;When the newly-weds full of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Standing at the altar  and are whispering  ''yes'',&lt;br /&gt;I remember that those precious promises&lt;br /&gt;For which I'm waiting each and every  day,&lt;br /&gt;In You are ''Yes'' and are ''Amen''.&lt;br /&gt;Now at this beautiful wedding&lt;br /&gt;The blessed hope of Your glorious coming&lt;br /&gt;Is filling my heart.&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is to think that You are coming,&lt;br /&gt;''Amen. Even so, come Lord Jesus''&lt;br /&gt;I call with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4449032539106677293?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4449032539106677293/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4449032539106677293' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4449032539106677293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4449032539106677293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/earthly-wedding-as-reminder-of-heavenly.html' title='Earthly wedding as a reminder of the heavenly  marriage'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn-ruq16XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/J-o1TwbcLrU/s72-c/earthly+wedding.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-7861809171619497872</id><published>2008-08-15T13:24:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:30:45.430+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Triolet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBkKarmHYI/AAAAAAAAALc/igXAPlIr6lo/s1600-h/psaume+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBkKarmHYI/AAAAAAAAALc/igXAPlIr6lo/s400/psaume+133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255810895265013122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psaume 133)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qu’il est doux, qu’il est agréable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour des frères de demeurer ensemble,&lt;br /&gt;L’amour véritable envers l’un l’autre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qu’il est doux, qu’il est agréable!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est comme l’huile précieuse,&lt;br /&gt;C’est comme la rosée de l’Hermon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qu’il est doux, qu’il est agréable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour des frères de demeurer ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-7861809171619497872?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/7861809171619497872/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=7861809171619497872' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7861809171619497872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/7861809171619497872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/triolet_15.html' title='Triolet'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBkKarmHYI/AAAAAAAAALc/igXAPlIr6lo/s72-c/psaume+133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-5536743820807662736</id><published>2008-08-15T01:17:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:32:30.198+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Une bibliothèque extraordinaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBkk4fRgLI/AAAAAAAAALk/NgRcrHh4EVk/s1600-h/bibliotheque+extraordinaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBkk4fRgLI/AAAAAAAAALk/NgRcrHh4EVk/s400/bibliotheque+extraordinaire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255811349942993074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai une merveilleuse Bibliothèque,&lt;br /&gt;C’est un cadeau du Roi des rois,&lt;br /&gt;Je peux la prendre partout avec moi,&lt;br /&gt;Je peux me servir d’elle à n’importe quel moment.&lt;br /&gt;Il y a 66 livres dans ma Bibliothèque,&lt;br /&gt;Qui ont été écrits pendant des millénaires,&lt;br /&gt;Dans ces livres il y a les réponses à toutes les questions,&lt;br /&gt;Cette Bibliothèque étonnante est toujours avec moi.&lt;br /&gt;Elle a deux  grands rayons;&lt;br /&gt;Dans le premier il y a 39 livres;&lt;br /&gt;Le Code du Roi en 5 volumes,&lt;br /&gt;12 livres des récits authentiques,&lt;br /&gt;Les 5 volumes des ouvrages poétiques,&lt;br /&gt;Et 17 livres avec des prédictions exactes.&lt;br /&gt;Dans le deuxième rayon il y a 27 livres;&lt;br /&gt;Les 4 volumes sur la vie du Roi,&lt;br /&gt;Un livre sur les oeuvres de Ses enfants,&lt;br /&gt;Il y a 21 merveilleuses lettres&lt;br /&gt;Et un livre qui dit d’une manière exacte&lt;br /&gt;Ce qui va arriver prochainement.&lt;br /&gt;Je peux trouver tout dans cette Bibliothèque,&lt;br /&gt;Des maximes sages, des conseils utiles,&lt;br /&gt;Les règles d’étiquette du palais du Roi&lt;br /&gt;Et aussi un guide pour aller dans ma Patrie.&lt;br /&gt;Cette Bibliothèque merveilleuse et extraordinaire,&lt;br /&gt;Je peux la mettre sur ma table, dans mon sac,&lt;br /&gt;Et les paroles qui sont écrites dans ses livres,&lt;br /&gt;Je garde dans le dépôt prévu pour elles, dans mon coeur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-5536743820807662736?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/5536743820807662736/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=5536743820807662736' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5536743820807662736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/5536743820807662736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/une-bibliothque-extraordinaire.html' title='Une bibliothèque extraordinaire'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SPBkk4fRgLI/AAAAAAAAALk/NgRcrHh4EVk/s72-c/bibliotheque+extraordinaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4693734759795379466</id><published>2008-08-15T01:13:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:05:25.073+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Appointment with Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn--tymhSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tdhgw1IdCMo/s1600-h/Appointment+with+Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn--tymhSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tdhgw1IdCMo/s400/Appointment+with+Jesus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254010793701573922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jesus, as I close the door of my room,&lt;br /&gt;To meet You in the secret place,&lt;br /&gt;Please, open the door of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;That I may keep there all the words You'll tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes lest nothing distracts me,&lt;br /&gt;When I call Your holy Name,&lt;br /&gt;Please open the eyes of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;That I may see wondrous things from Your law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I draw away from everything and everyone&lt;br /&gt;Please, precious Lord, be near to me,&lt;br /&gt;When I turn off all the sounds of my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Please speak to me with Your sweet, tender voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that sometimes I don't come to meet You,&lt;br /&gt;And You continue waiting for me,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I forget so often asking from you the things&lt;br /&gt;That You would gladly give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I have been running all the time&lt;br /&gt;And I had forgotten to sit at Your feet,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm coming to our secret meeting place,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to make you wait any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4693734759795379466?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4693734759795379466/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4693734759795379466' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4693734759795379466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4693734759795379466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/appointment-with-jesus.html' title='Appointment with Jesus'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn--tymhSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tdhgw1IdCMo/s72-c/Appointment+with+Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2655850840783904493</id><published>2008-08-13T17:45:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:06:00.961+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>The privilege of prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_IBRcoEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bsKhVwSXC6U/s1600-h/Privilege+of+prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_IBRcoEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bsKhVwSXC6U/s400/Privilege+of+prayer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254010953550045250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful privilege is given to me,&lt;br /&gt;The honour of meeting the King every day is granted to me,&lt;br /&gt;He never tells me ''Come later, I'm busy'',&lt;br /&gt;He never sends me away, He has always time for me.&lt;br /&gt;His reception room is always open for me,&lt;br /&gt;Seven days a week, twenty-four hours a day,&lt;br /&gt;He waits for my coming with such a joy,&lt;br /&gt;The Creator of universe is never bored with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime  Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2655850840783904493?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2655850840783904493/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2655850840783904493' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2655850840783904493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2655850840783904493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/privilege-of-prayer.html' title='The privilege of prayer'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_IBRcoEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bsKhVwSXC6U/s72-c/Privilege+of+prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6855966998101267187</id><published>2008-08-12T13:30:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:06:46.846+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Running in the race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_TRRLDLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZzzX6VumT3o/s1600-h/running+in+the+race.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_TRRLDLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZzzX6VumT3o/s400/running+in+the+race.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254011146822421682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You did'nt tell me to take a walk in the race&lt;br /&gt;But to run without ever stopping,&lt;br /&gt;Can I reach the finish line?&lt;br /&gt;Can I obtain the first prize?&lt;br /&gt;Will I not be faint running all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Will I not lose my strength halfway?&lt;br /&gt;No, because You've promised to renew my strength,&lt;br /&gt;If I wait on You, I shall never get weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6855966998101267187?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6855966998101267187/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6855966998101267187' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6855966998101267187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6855966998101267187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/running-in-race.html' title='Running in the race'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_TRRLDLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZzzX6VumT3o/s72-c/running+in+the+race.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-8127187515648901147</id><published>2008-08-12T13:25:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:40:00.703+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Le but de Ton retard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5BFRXkWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/r_ri85GkNCM/s1600-h/Le+but+de+Ton+retard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5BFRXkWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/r_ri85GkNCM/s400/Le+but+de+Ton+retard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254004237294604642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jésus,  je sais que Tu m’aimes;&lt;br /&gt;Quand je suis dans la difficulté,&lt;br /&gt;J’attends que Tu viennes à l’instant,&lt;br /&gt;Sans tarder même d’une minute,&lt;br /&gt;Mais à cause de Ton amour Tu préfêres tarder souvent,&lt;br /&gt;Pour que Ton miracle soit encore plus étonnant,&lt;br /&gt;Pour que je contemple Ta gloire avec emerveillement,&lt;br /&gt;Tu peux attendre deux jours (Jean 11:5),&lt;br /&gt;Tu peux tarder de trois semaines (Daniel 10:2,12)&lt;br /&gt;Ou même des années,&lt;br /&gt;Mais un jour Tu viendras,&lt;br /&gt;Et Tu me diras:&lt;br /&gt;”Ne t’ai-je pas dit,&lt;br /&gt;Si tu crois, tu verras la gloire de Dieu?” (Jean 11:40).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-8127187515648901147?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/8127187515648901147/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=8127187515648901147' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/8127187515648901147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/8127187515648901147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/le-but-de-ton-retard.html' title='Le but de Ton retard'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5BFRXkWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/r_ri85GkNCM/s72-c/Le+but+de+Ton+retard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1113531308786074349</id><published>2008-08-11T20:02:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:07:25.666+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Keep me awake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_dJejT7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Nvd7EXlwDN0/s1600-h/keep+me+awake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_dJejT7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Nvd7EXlwDN0/s400/keep+me+awake.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254011316529745842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since You will return without warning&lt;br /&gt;For some Your coming will be a sudden destruction&lt;br /&gt;And for others it will be a pleasant surprise;&lt;br /&gt;In order that I be in the second group,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to watch and stay awake!&lt;br /&gt;Don't let my eyes ever close,&lt;br /&gt;Take the drowsiness away from me!&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago at the dark nights&lt;br /&gt;I was obliged not to sleep at all,&lt;br /&gt;In order to be ready for examinations,&lt;br /&gt;I needed often to stay awake and read.&lt;br /&gt;It was'nt easy, since it was dark around&lt;br /&gt;And everyone was sleeping at this hour,&lt;br /&gt;But lest I fail in examinations,&lt;br /&gt;I was making efforts to stay awake;&lt;br /&gt;I was washing my face with cold water,&lt;br /&gt;I was walking continously in my room…&lt;br /&gt;Now dear Lord, in these last times,&lt;br /&gt;When many are sleeping and it is dark around,&lt;br /&gt;It is so difficult so stay awake,&lt;br /&gt;But I need to watch at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;Now refresh me with the water of Your Word,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to walk with You all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me sleep, keep me awake at this midnight,&lt;br /&gt;That I may be ready for the final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1113531308786074349?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1113531308786074349/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1113531308786074349' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1113531308786074349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1113531308786074349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/keep-me-awake.html' title='Keep me awake'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_dJejT7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Nvd7EXlwDN0/s72-c/keep+me+awake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-987592097038231519</id><published>2008-08-11T20:00:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:24:36.824+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Triolet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1aDKAQfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pOiQWy7k4U4/s1600-h/Enseigne-moi+la+voie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1aDKAQfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pOiQWy7k4U4/s400/Enseigne-moi+la+voie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254000268177064434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psaume 119:33-37)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi la voie de Tes statuts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Et je la retiendrai jusqu’à la fin,&lt;br /&gt;Pour que j’observe Ta loi de tout mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi la voie de Tes statuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Détourne mes yeux de la vue des choses vaines,&lt;br /&gt;Incline mon coeur vers Tes préceptes et non vers le gain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi la voie de Tes statuts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et je la retiendrai jusqu’à la fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-987592097038231519?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/987592097038231519/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=987592097038231519' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/987592097038231519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/987592097038231519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/triolet.html' title='Triolet'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1aDKAQfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pOiQWy7k4U4/s72-c/Enseigne-moi+la+voie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-736817562875487929</id><published>2008-08-11T19:58:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:25:24.661+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Enseigne-moi Tes statuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1nGe124I/AAAAAAAAAGM/U6EirfzeoQE/s1600-h/Enseigne-moi+Tes+statuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1nGe124I/AAAAAAAAAGM/U6EirfzeoQE/s400/Enseigne-moi+Tes+statuts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254000492408068994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psaume 119: 164, 26, 59, 64, 68, 82, 133, 134, 135)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi aussi comme le psalmiste&lt;br /&gt;Je Te célèbre sept fois le jour&lt;br /&gt;En me rappelant les lois de Ta justice,&lt;br /&gt;Et de tout mon coeur je Te demande toujours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi Tes statuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je T’ai raconté mes voies,&lt;br /&gt;Et Tu m’a exaucée, mon coeur est dans la joie,&lt;br /&gt;Je T’ai fait connaître le désir de mon coeur:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi Tes statuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai réfléshi à mes voies,&lt;br /&gt;J’ai dirigé mes pieds vers Tes precepts,&lt;br /&gt;Je viens à Toi avec la même demande:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi Tes statuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La terre est pleine de Ta bonté,&lt;br /&gt;Je suis émerveillée de Ta beauté,&lt;br /&gt;J’apporte devant Ton trône cette même prière:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi Tes statuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mes yeux languissent après Ta promesse,&lt;br /&gt;Mon âme a soif de Ta Parole douce,&lt;br /&gt;J’attends Ta consolation sans cesse,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi Tes statuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Affermis mes pas dans Ta Parole,&lt;br /&gt;Délivre-moi de l’oppression des hommes,&lt;br /&gt;Fais luire Ta face sur moi toujours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi Tes statuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le chant de louange sonne dans mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;Tu a consolé mon âme attristée,&lt;br /&gt;Ainsi je viens de nouveau et je répète encore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseigne-moi Tes statuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-736817562875487929?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/736817562875487929/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=736817562875487929' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/736817562875487929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/736817562875487929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/enseigne-moi-tes-statuts.html' title='Enseigne-moi Tes statuts'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1nGe124I/AAAAAAAAAGM/U6EirfzeoQE/s72-c/Enseigne-moi+Tes+statuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-891122562140350892</id><published>2008-08-11T19:54:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:35:43.030+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Psaume 119:92</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn10TaDMVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gpK-R8qqem0/s1600-h/Psaume+119.92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn10TaDMVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gpK-R8qqem0/s400/Psaume+119.92.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254000719215931730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Ta loi n’avait fait mes délices&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;J’aurais alors péri  dans ma tristesse,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne pourrais pas connaître Ton amour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Ta loi n’avait fait mes délices.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La douce mélodie de joie ne sonnerait pas,&lt;br /&gt;Je n’entendrais pas Ton appel doux,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Ta loi n’avait fait mes délices,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’aurais alors péri dans ma tristesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-891122562140350892?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/891122562140350892/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=891122562140350892' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/891122562140350892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/891122562140350892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/psaume-11992.html' title='Psaume 119:92'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn10TaDMVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gpK-R8qqem0/s72-c/Psaume+119.92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6141889980783549106</id><published>2008-08-11T19:54:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:27:01.969+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Je garde Ta Parole dans mon coeur, Ta Parole garde mon coeur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1_bdx4BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zY9NnKDAfTw/s1600-h/Je+garde+Ta+Parole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1_bdx4BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zY9NnKDAfTw/s400/Je+garde+Ta+Parole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254000910357618706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psaume 119:9-16)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je garde Ta Parole sainte dans mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;Et je crois qu’elle gardera mon coeur du péché,&lt;br /&gt;Je Te cherche de tout mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;Ne me laisse pas m’egarer loin de Tes préceptes.&lt;br /&gt;Je n’oublierai jamais Tes Paroles douces,&lt;br /&gt;C’est d’elles que je fais mes délices,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne m’ecarterai point de Tes statuts,&lt;br /&gt;Car je les médite tout le jour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6141889980783549106?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6141889980783549106/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6141889980783549106' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6141889980783549106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6141889980783549106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/je-garde-ta-parole-dans-mon-coeur-ta.html' title='Je garde Ta Parole dans mon coeur, Ta Parole garde mon coeur'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn1_bdx4BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zY9NnKDAfTw/s72-c/Je+garde+Ta+Parole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4906478307637958674</id><published>2008-08-11T19:53:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:27:41.862+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Tes statuts sont le sujet de mes cantiques</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2J5uQH-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/3Oc1h1nQ6z4/s1600-h/Tes+statuts+sont+le+sujet+de+mes+cantiques.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2J5uQH-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/3Oc1h1nQ6z4/s400/Tes+statuts+sont+le+sujet+de+mes+cantiques.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254001090278465506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Psaume 119;54, 105, 162, 147, 148)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tes statuts sont le sujet de mes cantiques&lt;br /&gt;Dans la maison où je suis étrangère,&lt;br /&gt;Ta Parole est une lampe à mes pieds, une lumière sur mon sentier,&lt;br /&gt;Je me réjouis comme celui qui trouve un grand trésor.&lt;br /&gt;Je devance l’aurore et je crie,&lt;br /&gt;J’espère en Tes promesses,&lt;br /&gt;Je devance les veilles et j’ouvre les yeux&lt;br /&gt;Pour méditer Tes Paroles sans cesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4906478307637958674?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4906478307637958674/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4906478307637958674' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4906478307637958674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4906478307637958674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/tes-statuts-sont-le-sujet-de-mes.html' title='Tes statuts sont le sujet de mes cantiques'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2J5uQH-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/3Oc1h1nQ6z4/s72-c/Tes+statuts+sont+le+sujet+de+mes+cantiques.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-615212922707902759</id><published>2008-08-08T19:15:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:08:12.489+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>If your eyes open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_m3hXJjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PbDkcO5vrHQ/s1600-h/if+one+day+Your+eyes+open.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_m3hXJjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PbDkcO5vrHQ/s400/if+one+day+Your+eyes+open.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254011483508385330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the baby in the manger&lt;br /&gt;Is not the son of the carpenter,&lt;br /&gt;But He is the King of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Who came from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the boy speaking in the temple&lt;br /&gt;Is not an expert of God's Word,&lt;br /&gt;But He Is God's Word Himself&lt;br /&gt;Who became flesh and dwelt among us.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the One who is working miracles&lt;br /&gt;Is not just a prophet,&lt;br /&gt;But He is the Son of the living God,&lt;br /&gt;Who gave you the keys of the kingdom of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the One who is coming to you walking on the waves&lt;br /&gt;Is not a ghost,&lt;br /&gt;He is the King of the universe to whom the winds and the water obey.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the One who is sitting at the well&lt;br /&gt;Does'nt need the water that you could give Him,&lt;br /&gt;But He desires to give you the living Water and drinking from it you will never thirst.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the One who is on the cross&lt;br /&gt;Is not powerless and does'nt need your help,&lt;br /&gt;But you are the one who needs Him every time.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the one who is standing at the tomb&lt;br /&gt;Is not the gardener,&lt;br /&gt;But He is the Risen King and Your Saviour&lt;br /&gt;Before whom the death and the hell retreat.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the One who is walking on the road of Emmaus&lt;br /&gt;Is not just a passer-by,&lt;br /&gt;But He is Your King, He is the Messiah longed for long ago&lt;br /&gt;Whose Kingdom is not of this world.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the One who is standing on the shore&lt;br /&gt;Is not a stranger for you,&lt;br /&gt;But He is your Friend who supply your needs&lt;br /&gt;According to His riches in glory.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the Nazarene that you are persecuting&lt;br /&gt;Is not dead but He is alive for ever&lt;br /&gt;And He wants you to become His witness&lt;br /&gt;To bear His name before Gentiles and the kings.&lt;br /&gt;If one day your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;You will see that You've had'nt still seen&lt;br /&gt;The wonders of His Word,&lt;br /&gt;When your eyes will be open&lt;br /&gt;You'll see His glory&lt;br /&gt;And you'll worship the King before His throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-615212922707902759?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/615212922707902759/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=615212922707902759' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/615212922707902759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/615212922707902759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-your-eyes-open.html' title='If your eyes open'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_m3hXJjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PbDkcO5vrHQ/s72-c/if+one+day+Your+eyes+open.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-3951053003595614577</id><published>2008-08-08T15:21:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:41:09.582+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Je veux rester dans le chapitre huit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5S70V47I/AAAAAAAAAH0/uROCLhYmS64/s1600-h/I+want+to+stay+in+Romans+chapter+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5S70V47I/AAAAAAAAAH0/uROCLhYmS64/s400/I+want+to+stay+in+Romans+chapter+8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254004543994586034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, je ne veux pas me trouver de nouveau&lt;br /&gt;Dans le chapitre sept des Romains,&lt;br /&gt;Que je ne dise plus jamais:&lt;br /&gt;”Misérable que je suis!”.&lt;br /&gt;Car la loi de l’Esprit et de vie&lt;br /&gt;M’a libérée de la loi du péché,&lt;br /&gt;Et il n’ y a plus de condamnation,&lt;br /&gt;Pour ceux qui marchent dans Ton Esprit.&lt;br /&gt;Jésus, aide-moi à rester dans le chapitre huit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-3951053003595614577?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/3951053003595614577/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=3951053003595614577' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/3951053003595614577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/3951053003595614577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/je-veux-rester-dans-le-chapitre-huit.html' title='Je veux rester dans le chapitre huit'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5S70V47I/AAAAAAAAAH0/uROCLhYmS64/s72-c/I+want+to+stay+in+Romans+chapter+8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4573923645888078201</id><published>2008-08-08T14:03:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:09:08.032+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Heal and repair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_10fkn4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-eRoALvXeN0/s1600-h/heal+and+repair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_10fkn4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-eRoALvXeN0/s400/heal+and+repair.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254011740393611138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, the distresses in my life are many,&lt;br /&gt;The tears come like a flood,&lt;br /&gt;But Your blessings and the reasons that make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Outnumber them!&lt;br /&gt;Am I hated by many?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but, precious Lord, You love me!&lt;br /&gt;Many don’t understand me,&lt;br /&gt;But You search my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are broken,&lt;br /&gt;But the blessed hope of Your coming&lt;br /&gt;Is always with me!&lt;br /&gt;My heart is wounded,&lt;br /&gt;But You are a compassionate Healer for me.&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my broken heart are scattered,&lt;br /&gt;But none of them is lost,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to gather them all and put them in Your hands,&lt;br /&gt;Stick them together with the glue of Your love,&lt;br /&gt;And heal my heart with the balm of Your Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4573923645888078201?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4573923645888078201/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4573923645888078201' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4573923645888078201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4573923645888078201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/heal-and-repair.html' title='Heal and repair'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn_10fkn4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-eRoALvXeN0/s72-c/heal+and+repair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2725574955885911072</id><published>2008-08-07T20:02:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:30:57.572+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems for sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Prayer of a Daughter of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yktmbPtC4JE/TrKXKXrA2tI/AAAAAAAAARc/bXCnDVejcTI/s1600/Hripsime%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yktmbPtC4JE/TrKXKXrA2tI/AAAAAAAAARc/bXCnDVejcTI/s400/Hripsime%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670761085221788370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I want not only to wear according to 1 Timothy 2.9,&lt;br /&gt;But also I want to put on the garments of Colossians 3.12,&lt;br /&gt;And on the glorious day of Your return&lt;br /&gt;I want to receive the fine linen, clean and bright.&lt;br /&gt;I want not only my house to shine with purity,&lt;br /&gt;But also Yours, which is my heart, where You are the only householder!&lt;br /&gt;Not only have I liked washing the dishes,&lt;br /&gt;I love so much when You wash the earthen vessel which You fill with spiritual treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Not only have I wanted to prepare food with gladness,&lt;br /&gt;But I also want to be fed with Your sweet Words.&lt;br /&gt;Not only I want my lamp not to go out by night,&lt;br /&gt;But also I want Your Word be a lamp to my path.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to worry about the passing beauty,&lt;br /&gt;But adorn myself with a meek and quiet spirit,&lt;br /&gt;With shamefacedness and sobriety.&lt;br /&gt;I want to live in the manner becoming to a daughter of King&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want to obey You all the time and  in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2725574955885911072?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2725574955885911072/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2725574955885911072' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2725574955885911072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2725574955885911072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayer-of-daughter-of-god.html' title='Prayer of a Daughter of God'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yktmbPtC4JE/TrKXKXrA2tI/AAAAAAAAARc/bXCnDVejcTI/s72-c/Hripsime%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-1896447105671665185</id><published>2008-08-07T19:59:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:10:29.527+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>He promised to wipe away my tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAJZwS1ZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PJ-3VfxSbM8/s1600-h/He+will+wipe+away.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAJZwS1ZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PJ-3VfxSbM8/s400/He+will+wipe+away.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254012076813374866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never matter that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;The answers of my many ''why''-s,&lt;br /&gt;In my heavenly home&lt;br /&gt;I surely hear the ''because''-s for my questions.&lt;br /&gt;Never matter that tears don't leave me,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has promised that He would not leave me alone,&lt;br /&gt;And in the day that I eagerly wait for,&lt;br /&gt;He will wipe all my tears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-1896447105671665185?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/1896447105671665185/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=1896447105671665185' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1896447105671665185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/1896447105671665185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-promised-to-wipe-away-my-tears.html' title='He promised to wipe away my tears'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAJZwS1ZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PJ-3VfxSbM8/s72-c/He+will+wipe+away.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2375216490375933889</id><published>2008-08-07T19:56:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:44:40.202+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Thank you for unanswered prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAWAJn6fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fTi8xvDpuVA/s1600-h/ananswered+prayers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAWAJn6fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fTi8xvDpuVA/s400/ananswered+prayers.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254012293278591474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unanswered prayers too&lt;br /&gt;Work together fo good&lt;br /&gt;To those who love You,&lt;br /&gt;Because my desires&lt;br /&gt;Are not more important than Your will,&lt;br /&gt;Because Your answers&lt;br /&gt;Are wiser than my requests.&lt;br /&gt;Because Your refusal&lt;br /&gt;Is the proof of Your love.&lt;br /&gt;Because Your will is good&lt;br /&gt;And pleasant and perfect,&lt;br /&gt;When You tell me ''no'',&lt;br /&gt;It is for my blessing.&lt;br /&gt;O You who hear prayer,&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you&lt;br /&gt;For my unanswered prayer,&lt;br /&gt;And the reasons of Your silence&lt;br /&gt;I will understand them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2375216490375933889?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2375216490375933889/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2375216490375933889' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2375216490375933889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2375216490375933889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you-for-ananswered-prayers.html' title='Thank you for unanswered prayers'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAWAJn6fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fTi8xvDpuVA/s72-c/ananswered+prayers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4968466774968707135</id><published>2008-08-07T19:54:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:43:05.374+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Aucun lion ne me fait  peur, car le Lion de Juda  est avec moi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5v2k9mVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pXg10VVt9A8/s1600-h/Lion+de+Judah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5v2k9mVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pXg10VVt9A8/s400/Lion+de+Judah.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254005040804108626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace           prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /?&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Salomon raconte au sujet d’un paresseux&lt;br /&gt;Qui évitant le travail invente un mensonge ridicule:&lt;br /&gt;”Il y a un lion sur le chemin et dans les rues”.&lt;br /&gt;Bien que je ne sois pas paresseuse&lt;br /&gt;Et je ne veux pas inventer des choses,&lt;br /&gt;Très souvent à cause de la crainte et la manque de foi&lt;br /&gt;Je vois un lion là où il ne peut pas en être;&lt;br /&gt;Même si je rencontre un lion sur mon chemin,&lt;br /&gt;Même si le lion cherchant à dévorer rugit,&lt;br /&gt;Je sortirai avec courage et je ne serai pas effrayée,&lt;br /&gt;Car le Lion victorieux de la tribue de Juda&lt;br /&gt;M’a promis d’être toujours avec moi. &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4968466774968707135?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4968466774968707135/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4968466774968707135' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4968466774968707135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4968466774968707135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/aucun-lion-ne-me-fait-peur-car-le-lion.html' title='Aucun lion ne me fait  peur, car le Lion de Juda  est avec moi'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn5v2k9mVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pXg10VVt9A8/s72-c/Lion+de+Judah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6721297783794678191</id><published>2008-08-07T19:51:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:44:06.726+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Je ne veux pas m’enfuir mais me cacher en Toi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn59qrs3JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8ZLo85Xhh_k/s1600-h/Je+ne+veux+pas+m'enfuir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn59qrs3JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8ZLo85Xhh_k/s400/Je+ne+veux+pas+m'enfuir.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254005278129314962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jésus, Tu as dit que ma puissance serait dans le calme et la confiance (Es. 30:15),&lt;br /&gt;Tu a prévenu que le cheval était impuissant pour sauver,&lt;br /&gt;Et toute sa vigueur ne donnait pas la délivrance (Psaume 33:17).&lt;br /&gt;Certains s’appuient sur leurs chars, les autres sur leurs chevaux,&lt;br /&gt;Moi j’invoque Ton Saint Nom, mon Dieu! (Psaume 20:8).&lt;br /&gt;Ton Nom est une tour forte, c’est là que je trouve ma sécurité (Proverbes 18:10).&lt;br /&gt;Les poursuivants sont plus rapides que les chevaux (Es. 30:16),&lt;br /&gt;Et je ne veux pas aller au galop à cheval,&lt;br /&gt;Mais je désire dans le calme et la tranquillité&lt;br /&gt;Me réfugier en Toi, dans mon abri sûr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6721297783794678191?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6721297783794678191/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6721297783794678191' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6721297783794678191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6721297783794678191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/je-ne-veux-pas-menfuir-mais-me-cacher.html' title='Je ne veux pas m’enfuir mais me cacher en Toi'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn59qrs3JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8ZLo85Xhh_k/s72-c/Je+ne+veux+pas+m&apos;enfuir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-6470233310776467218</id><published>2008-08-06T22:37:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:32:29.706+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems for sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Conversation with the virtuous woman from Proverbs 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zoeh6IlMALU/TrKX5tsda3I/AAAAAAAAARo/KTVQ_dJGQ7k/s1600/Hripsime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zoeh6IlMALU/TrKX5tsda3I/AAAAAAAAARo/KTVQ_dJGQ7k/s400/Hripsime.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670761898587286386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my sister, I read so often the Proverbs 31&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am sad while reading about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virtuous wife:&lt;/strong&gt; Why? You must be glad in the Lord all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You know it is written in the Word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsime:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, it is true, but I want so much to be just like you,&lt;br /&gt;But is seems impossible to me.&lt;br /&gt;You manage to do all your housework,&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, you are a business woman too!&lt;br /&gt;You buy a field and plant a vineyard,&lt;br /&gt;You bring your food from afar,&lt;br /&gt;You make linen garments and you sell them,&lt;br /&gt;I can never do all these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virtuous wife:&lt;/strong&gt; So just continue the work that the Lord Jesus asked you to do;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you buy a field and plant a vineyard?&lt;br /&gt;But you can work in the field and the vineyard of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsime:&lt;/strong&gt; May be you manage to do all these works,&lt;br /&gt;Because you have maidservants, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virtuous wife:&lt;/strong&gt; I do have maidservants, but it is not the secret of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsime:&lt;/strong&gt; May be the secret is the nice compliment that you hear all the time;&lt;br /&gt;I've read about it in the verse 29.&lt;br /&gt;I've never heard these words, I'll never hear them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virtuous wife:&lt;/strong&gt; And what about the next verse? Don't you remember it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsime:&lt;/strong&gt; I know it! Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virtuous wife:&lt;/strong&gt; And what about the last part of this verse?&lt;br /&gt;Who is the woman that will be praised?&lt;br /&gt;Surely you have the fear of the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you to be diligent and wise,&lt;br /&gt;Always full of compassion and love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-6470233310776467218?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/6470233310776467218/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=6470233310776467218' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6470233310776467218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/6470233310776467218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/conversation-with-virtuous-woman-from.html' title='Conversation with the virtuous woman from Proverbs 31'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zoeh6IlMALU/TrKX5tsda3I/AAAAAAAAARo/KTVQ_dJGQ7k/s72-c/Hripsime.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-816951972027528100</id><published>2008-08-06T22:29:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:13:11.192+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>Let me never forget Romans 8:28</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAzHborwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pBnOKeTJE1U/s1600-h/Let+me+never+forget+Romans+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAzHborwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pBnOKeTJE1U/s400/Let+me+never+forget+Romans+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254012793449393922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, remind me all the time&lt;br /&gt;That all things work together for good&lt;br /&gt;To those who love You,&lt;br /&gt;And are called according to Your plan (Romans 8:28).&lt;br /&gt;That's why he who was sold to be a slave&lt;br /&gt;Could feed many people one day (Genesis 50:20),&lt;br /&gt;The prisoner became a ruler (Genesis 41:40).&lt;br /&gt;That's why the sea which had closed the way&lt;br /&gt;Became a means of getting rid of the enemy (Exodus 14:28),&lt;br /&gt;And one more opportunity to see Your glory.&lt;br /&gt;That's why the persecution and the dispersion of Your people&lt;br /&gt;Became an occasion for spreading Your Word (Acts 8:1,4).&lt;br /&gt;That's why all the difficulties that happen to me,&lt;br /&gt;Always bring me nearer to Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by  Hripsime Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Translated from Armenian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-816951972027528100?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/816951972027528100/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=816951972027528100' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/816951972027528100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/816951972027528100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-never-forget-romans-828.html' title='Let me never forget Romans 8:28'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoAzHborwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pBnOKeTJE1U/s72-c/Let+me+never+forget+Romans+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-4491475755017833667</id><published>2008-08-06T16:33:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:28:23.381+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>Ils pensent des faussetés sur moi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2TvrhoeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/284e7Xdr1fM/s1600-h/Ils+pensent+des+faussetes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2TvrhoeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/284e7Xdr1fM/s400/Ils+pensent+des+faussetes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254001259381367266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ils pensent des faussetés sur moi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je pense à Ta Parole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Psaume 119:23, 69, 15, 24, 16)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les princes ont beau s’asseoir et parler contre moi,&lt;br /&gt;Moi, je m’assois devant Ta Parole,&lt;br /&gt;Ils imaginent des faussetés sur moi,&lt;br /&gt;Moi, je médite sur Tes ordonnances.&lt;br /&gt;Personne n’est avec moi sauf Toi,&lt;br /&gt;Tes préceptes sont mes délices et mes conseillers,&lt;br /&gt;Bien que je sois oubliée par tout le monde,&lt;br /&gt;Je n’oublierai point Ta Parole. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-4491475755017833667?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/4491475755017833667/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=4491475755017833667' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4491475755017833667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/4491475755017833667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/ils-pensent-des-faussets-sur-moi.html' title='Ils pensent des faussetés sur moi...'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2TvrhoeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/284e7Xdr1fM/s72-c/Ils+pensent+des+faussetes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2398900141843933200</id><published>2008-08-06T16:09:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:29:15.999+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poésies inspirées par le Psaume 119'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traductions françaises de mes poésies'/><title type='text'>En lisant le psaume 119</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2ezDRdEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/J3EWH_VPKuw/s1600-h/En+lisant+le+Psaume+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2ezDRdEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/J3EWH_VPKuw/s400/En+lisant+le+Psaume+119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254001449264837698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur pendant que je lis mon psaume préféré&lt;br /&gt;Je Te prie d’ouvrir mes yeux;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux voir les merveilles de Ta loi&lt;br /&gt;Et faire mes délices de Tes statuts.&lt;br /&gt;Si je fais mes délices de Ta loi,&lt;br /&gt;J’aimerai de tout coeur Tes Paroles précieuses.&lt;br /&gt;Et si je les aime, je méditerai sur elles tout le temps&lt;br /&gt;Et en méditant je les garderai dans mon coeur,&lt;br /&gt;Et en les gardant, je pourrai aussi de les mettre en pratique&lt;br /&gt;Et je serai dans le nombre de ceux dont le psalmiste parle&lt;br /&gt;Au début de ce psaume que j’aime tellement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hripsimé Mkrtchyan&lt;br /&gt;Traduit de l'arménien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307095470763397730-2398900141843933200?l=hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/feeds/2398900141843933200/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307095470763397730&amp;postID=2398900141843933200' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2398900141843933200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307095470763397730/posts/default/2398900141843933200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hripsime-at-jesus-feet.blogspot.com/2008/08/en-lisant-mon-psaume-prfr.html' title='En lisant le psaume 119'/><author><name>Hripsime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00863770411075953811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSCPuhqi-mU/TiST7eBfVDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K4YmnS5Visc/s220/Hripsime.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOn2ezDRdEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/J3EWH_VPKuw/s72-c/En+lisant+le+Psaume+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307095470763397730.post-2378331055256102483</id><published>2008-08-05T09:51:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:13:42.894+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English translations of my poems'/><title type='text'>The medecine ''Merry heart''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoA8Es_HrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zQZag94Qo5s/s1600-h/Merry+heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-yAw3a4D-s/SOoA8Es_HrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zQZag94Qo5s/s400/Merry+heart.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254012947335683762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I have heard of a medecine called ''merry heart''.&lt;br /&gt;So I will go to the pharmacy of God's Word,&lt;br /&gt;I will buy this medecine which will help me fight against the sadness&lt;br /&gt;And will set me free from the despair.&lt;br /&gt;In the pharmacy I was told that in order to prepare this wonderful medecine,&lt;br /&gt;I had to mix the ingredients of the true joy, which are the reasons to be glad.&lt;br /&gt;I have found the first ingredient, which is called Psalm 40.16:&lt;br /&gt;''Let all those who seek You rejoice and be glad in You''.&lt;br /&gt;I seek the Lord all the time, so I have the first ingredient.&lt;br /&gt;Now I must find the second one.&lt;br /&gt;It is called Psalm 5.11: ''Let all those rejoice who put their trust in You,&lt;br /&gt;let those also who love Your name be joyful in You''.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in the Lord, I love His name,&lt;br /&gt;So I have the second ingredient too.&lt;br /&gt;Now I will find the third one.&lt;br /&gt;It is called Psalm 122.1: ''I was glad when they said to me: '&lt;br /&gt;'Let us go into the house of the Lord''.&lt;br /&gt;I have found the third ingredient too,&lt;br /&gt;Because I have always desired the house of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;But I must find the most important ingredient,&lt;br /&gt;The greatest reason to rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;It is called Luke 10.20:&lt;br /&gt;''Rejoice because your names are written in heaven''.&lt;br /&gt;I have added this ingredient too,&lt;br /&gt;I have seasoned them with the statutes of the Lord which rejoice the heart,&lt;br /&gt;And now the medecine ''merry heart'' is ready.&lt;br /&gt;When I have asked: ''How much I must pay for this wonderful medecine?'',&lt;br /&gt;I have heard an answer: ''Jesus has already paid for you''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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