Wednesday, October 7, 2015

swallowed

Swallowed
9-16-15


Destroyed and swallowed up
But at least full again is my cup
Let us brush your rock and roll hair
Life is hard but God is fair
O, sweet mama knowing tribulation works patience
We still ask for it
We have access by faith into the grace
As patience works experience
For when we were without strength
In due time Christ died for us
To commend his love
In that while we were yet sinners
He paid the price
As a body without breath
It is dead so is a faith without works
I've been wandering for years
As I linger where the poor in spirit lurks....










On Romans 5:15 (to memorize)
9-16-15


Reconciled by the death of his Son
But I still don't understand
How his blood can assist us
Reconciled
We are saved by his life
No one will be able to resist us
I will give him change
To cease the spoil and take the prey
The truth to you I tell
The dead in Christ have a lot to be grateful for
If through offense many be dead
Much more the grace of God and its gift
Many abound by one man's obedience
It's a lesson to me...










All And Sundry
9-16-15


To reign in life by One
To praise the rising of another sun
Whistle through your teeth and spit
Say it don't spray it
And no more bullshit
God at sundry times and in divers manners
Spake to our fathers by his prophets
We will get by all in sundry
Everyone collectively and individually
It's no lie various and diverse
The blessing in the curse
Jaded a long time ago
In these last days
Spoken to us by the Son
Whom God appointed
Heir of all things
And the staff in whose hands is my indignation
For the taste of your eloquent pie...










Our Ancient Site
9-16-15


Soon time to purchase more tablets
This year has been the most prolific
By also whom he made the worlds
God makes the earth in seven days
As beef jerky at seven eleven spoils as it pays
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Being made in the brightness of his glory
Just so that the bible scholar can tell his story
In Capernaum
The center of Jesus' ministry
Shaking in the desert
Wherefore do you cry
Making his angels spirits
And his ministers a flame of fire
Where push comes to shove...









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