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SøułSurvivør Jan 2017
The Creator Sings
SøułSurvivør
Jan 2017
There's a song
That we all know
In pounding rain
And whispering snow
I love to sing it as I go
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
Over Creation
O how I love to hear this song!
O how I love to sing along!
In faith I know the angel's throng
The Creator sings
Over Creation
From His first Word
Thus Time began
The stars burst light
And atoms spin
He gave birds wing
And fish their fin
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
Over Creation
Chorus
There's a lilac cloud
Over the sea
A lightning strike
O'r my ship's lee
A wind from port
So wildly free
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
Over Creation
Chorus
How can it be
That God so dear
Whose voice is strong
Whose message clear
HOW CAN IT BE THE LOST CAN'T HEAR?
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
OVER CREATION
SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/30/2017
That we all know
In pounding rain
And whispering snow
I love to sing it as I go
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
Over Creation
O how I love to hear this song!
O how I love to sing along!
In faith I know the angel's throng
The Creator sings
Over Creation
From His first Word
Thus Time began
The stars burst light
And atoms spin
He gave birds wing
And fish their fin
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
Over Creation
Chorus
There's a lilac cloud
Over the sea
A lightning strike
O'r my ship's lee
A wind from port
So wildly free
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
Over Creation
Chorus
How can it be
That God so dear
Whose voice is strong
Whose message clear
HOW CAN IT BE THE LOST CAN'T HEAR?
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings
OVER CREATION
SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/30/2017
To the melody of
"Hallelujah's"
By Chris Rice
We've been trying to find
A residential facility for my dad.
Please send good thoughts & prayers
To me & my family.
It's a hard time.
♡ THANKS! ♡
"Hallelujah's"
By Chris Rice
We've been trying to find
A residential facility for my dad.
Please send good thoughts & prayers
To me & my family.
It's a hard time.
♡ THANKS! ♡
Andrew James Shepherd
Oct 2019
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
It has graceful charm
And bears no harm
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
The joy it brings
When it lifts its wings
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
Whilst watching migration
From across the nation
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
And the world flows by
Like a lullaby
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
Not a single care
For people who stare
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
Then it flys up high
Without a goodbye
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
It has graceful charm
And bears no harm
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
The joy it brings
When it lifts its wings
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
Whilst watching migration
From across the nation
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
And the world flows by
Like a lullaby
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
Not a single care
For people who stare
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
A pigeon sings in Trafalgar Square
Then it flys up high
Without a goodbye
As it sings in Trafalgar Square
SHEROVIN ACROSTIC Sep 2017
WHEN THE POET SINGS
SHEROVIN ACROSTIC
Sep 2017
When the poet sings, his lines could take you.
When the poet sings, his rhymes could make you.
When the poet sings, his thoughts could break you.
When the poet sings, his words could taunt you.
When the poet sings, harmony becomes a game.
When the poet sings, his words are gathered from your name.
When the poets sings, he defies word chemistry.
When the poet sings, grammar decays its anatomy.
When the poet sings, he shows you his heart.
When the poet sings he tears reality and rips it apart.
When the poet sings, he creates a philosophy.
When the poet sings, he speaks in trilogy.
When the poet sings, its a fantasy.
When the poet sings, its a different reality.
When the poet sings, his rhymes could make you.
When the poet sings, his thoughts could break you.
When the poet sings, his words could taunt you.
When the poet sings, harmony becomes a game.
When the poet sings, his words are gathered from your name.
When the poets sings, he defies word chemistry.
When the poet sings, grammar decays its anatomy.
When the poet sings, he shows you his heart.
When the poet sings he tears reality and rips it apart.
When the poet sings, he creates a philosophy.
When the poet sings, he speaks in trilogy.
When the poet sings, its a fantasy.
When the poet sings, its a different reality.