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the cigarette smoke laden in the air threw the pattern seeking portion of my brain and i saw you as free as i had always thought of you without the hardships of this harsh reality it made me sad to think of you with how you were at the end but you're happy now, with hope
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Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 4:53 PM UTC
Heavy Fog, Thick & Dense
Take me where I am, meet me where I am Shepherd me Oh Lord like a little lamb You are my protector, you are my defender Help me run to you when I hear the voice of the pretender You are my salvation and my Rock An open heart and mind has many a door unlocked You are my fortress and my strong tower When I am weak and worn you have the power You are my shield in front and my sword beside You are my armor Lord you are big when I am small inside You lift me up and take me in You run to me when I confess my sin You are my healer my balm and salve when I am sick You have never left my side through thin and very thick You care for me and love me. You send me your Spirit You never gave up on me even when I wanted to quit I love you I praise you I give glory to your name Your words are living and dynamic yet ever the same I bless you and thank you for all that you are Prince of Peace, King of Kings, Morning Star Many names for one so high But above all else you love me so much you would die No greater love there is than to lay down one's life for a friend I will do my best to live that out loud till my time is at an end In all things Lord be my life and breath Keep me ever in your sight from now until my death When I join with you in heaven I will forever sing your praise But until that day I'll be content just to daily lift my gaze Amen
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Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 3:19 PM UTC
My Rock
The glorious power of Christ’s crucifixion transcends… all thoughts of Human reasoning; for the slender portion of one drop of His blood provides Life Everlasting to any man, willing to humble himself, to ask for forgiveness and to confess his dependence on Yahweh. We’re not worthy of the continual flowing of His Mercy and Grace, without a relationship with Him! Selah! Everyday, each born-again child, that is filled with gratitude and thankfulness, should shout: Thank You, Lord, for my redemption and the wondrous gift of Salvation!
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
Poem: Slender Portion