Magnify Thy LORD With Me.!!
Thursday, June 18, 2015
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Oh LORD Our GOD, How Excellent is Your Name in All the Earth, who have set Your Glory Above the Heavens.! Out of the Mouth of Babes and Nursing Infants, You have Ordained Strength, because of Thou Enemies, that Thou may Silence the Enemy and the Avenger. When I Consider Your HeaVens, the Work Of Your Fingers, the Moon and the Stars, which You have Ordained, What is Man that You are Mindful of Him, and the Son Of Man that You Visit Him? For You have Made Him A Little Lower than the Angels, and You have Crowned Him with Glory and Honor.. You have Made Him to have Dominion over the Works Of Your Hands; You have put all things under His Feet.! HALLELUYAH.! All Sheep and Oxen- Even the Beasts of the Field, The Birds of the Air, and the Fish of the Sea that Pass through the Paths of the Seas.  Oh LORD, Our GOD, How Excellent is YouR Name In All The EARTH.!!

GOD Is Our Strength,

GOD Is Love,

GOD With Us,

GOD Bless,

Peace and Love.!!

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Poems by Jeremy Rascon : 90 / 105 « The Unknown To AnybodyThe Wind »
The Urge


We are the unity of Man and Hate
the undivided
Wrath
and Vengence
Jealousy hidden in Love
the craving for blood
we are the Urges
Fear and Loneliness
beasts in the night
ready to bite
a Plague
Infecting every child born
only the Strong can
keep Control...
are you that Hero?
or will you fall as many have
before and will always continue to do so..
Approach...
Face us...
or Flee
and be Pursued
Until your dying day...
Hero...

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There Are Bridges To Be Burned Which Turn Another Page. - Poem by John Ackerman
There are bridges to be burned
which turn another page.

Form each circle
cast your bread upon the water,
It will return in measure and method unexpected
Yielding treasure.

There is energy to be stored
and
Experiences to be reviewed
Days of cheese and laughter
ponies
and that transient beauty that permeates the soul.

There is laughter paying homage to the memories
and the loss
which sneak up on me as I turn
to retrace
steps half remembered as my eyes
seek the bridge
now ashes
that separate me
from
my
grief.