A Man Standing In Front Of A River Under A Bridge Art

Person experiencing joy
urban street with city activity
Misty river dawn
serene landscape with mountains and water
a tree in nature
a man in a black shirt is staring at something
Jesus in a manger
jesus in a manger
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
house with front view
jewish couple with a new born child in a manger
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
house with front view
bicyle resting against a wall
a tree in nature
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
house with front view
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
house with front view
Meditating Buddha with lotus
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
urban street with city activity
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
a tree in nature
River flow abstraction
a tree in nature
portrait of two people together
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
A RUGGED MAN, TESTIFY ABOUT YOUR LIFE HIDDEN IN CHRIST
A RUGGED MAN, TESTIFY ABOUT YOUR LIFE HIDDEN IN CHRIST
Druid at stone circle
a group of three girls standing next to each other
a group of three girls standing next to each other
a painting of a man sitting on a bench
a painting of a man making a surprised face
urban street with city activity
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!