Infatiguable
1-15-17
Struggling through barbed wire
For infatiguable wings that do not tire
Lord bring down enthusiasm seen to be our fire
Where hatred means loving less
When you kiss my cheek with a kiss holy
O, holy moly for two loose leaves
Folded in half fact even while blessed with a fat calf
She was not drunken nor did she regard the shaft to their house at Ramah
And no such melodrama
Put away the wine and may it be to us a sign
Even for Arminianism
One draws his straight line
Even such is crooked in Jacobus....
Piercing Me To The Heart
1-15-17
Again I remind myself of me
As far as earth eyes can see
Piercing me to the heart, thou art
For hollow and socket
As to swallow my rocket
Praise God, I have phone time
To Peniel face to face, the way we feel
Not always grace
God bless the Methodist
And even the Calvinist
He saved my life for John Wesley
Tell her she can look me up
Christ died for all people and not just us
In another crazy dream I wake from
Giving God thanks to have my life back.....
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