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  Jul 2016 Darrel Weeks
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Jehovah God the Father
Looked down upon His Son
In terrible pain and agony
But knew what He'd begun
Christ's blood was pure as driven snow
So He could be The One

He would have to look away
As Jesus took on Sin
But He so loved the World
He gave His belov'd to win
All the souls that were foretold
To accept and honor Him
For Jesus Christ was blameless
He was the Perfect Lamb

Yahweh The Almighty
Saw Jesus in His tomb
Christ was sent to Paradise (1)
To declare the Gospel's Truth!

Then to hell's dark doors
Our Mighty King was taken
Took the keys of hell death and grave
From the hands of Satan!

Before the dark army's eyes
He went up through the air!
Leaving the Prince of the Darkness
Fuming in his lair!

God the Abba Father
Gave us Victory when
He sent His Resurrection Life
And His Son Rose Again!

Jesus Christ has Conquered!
Everything is DONE!
He was the Perfect Sacrifice

NOW WE CAN OVERCOME!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 3/26/2016
(1) Paradise is also known as
Abraham's Bossom
It is where all souls of righteousness
Went before the advent of Jesus Christ.
After His death Jesus went there to preach
So that they could believe on Him
And could ascend to heaven. He also did
The same in hell.
Luke 23:43
1 Peter 3:19

I don't believe "Easter" is the date
Of Jesus' actual resurrection. Just like
Christmas isn't the date of His birth.
The emperor Constantine changed
The dates to correspond to pagan
Holidays. I don't really celebrate
Easter for that reason. But have a
Great day tomorrow!

BLESSINGS ON YOU ALL!
Darrel Weeks Jul 2016
When dreams have reason they serve no purpose
When we dream we read another page in life's short story
Without a dream we are what we are
We just don't embrace imagination
When you wake in the morning and have no recollection of a dream
It has reason so no history
  Jul 2016 Darrel Weeks
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Stars burst and fell to Earth
I caught the droplets on my tongue
Felt them seep deep beneath my skin
Filling my veins with constellations
  Jul 2016 Darrel Weeks
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A thousand years across the sea,
With you is where i want to be;
A thousand voices from outer space,
But only your words matter to me;

A million things i've earned in life,
Only your love i can't repay;
A million wrongs i've done to you,
I wonder why i'm loved this way;

A billion choices that i have made,
None of them's right like choosing you;
A billion friends i still can make,
None of them's worth more than you;

A trillion tears can roll down my face,
From hurting you to my disgrace;
A trillion pieces has my heart been split,
A trillion more you stayed to put it in place;

A zillion things i'll do for you,
Now its time to start anew;
A zillion worth of purest gold,
Nothing ever compares to you.
I love this poem. As i composed it, it droped like honey from my soul.
  Jul 2016 Darrel Weeks
Stephan
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*I’ve not the time nor moments free
to flail about in wayward flow
Or dance the streets in cobbled glee  
with steps that I no longer know

To walk among the falling leaves
in colors painted autumn past
or sail about the seven seas
from ports o’ call yon ships are cast

Traverse a mountain born of stone
along a pathway’s winding spill
of jagged berth in footprint shown  
I’ve not the strength, nor I the will

To paint a fence of acres far
where cattle graze on sunny fields
or stare upon an evening star
enchanted by the light it yields

For every minute I can find
is spent in endless thoughts of you
To swirl about my focused mind
and every other point of view

To use the ink within my pen
and write the words I’m thinking of
In fine poetic verse I send
my promised and undying love  

So please excuse this horrid mess
as others chose to bother me  
They do not hear what I profess
I’ve not the time nor moments free
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