Monday, April 30, 2018

passerby

Come To Me (Passerby)
3-4-18

Come to me
Take me back and I'll be there
Even when the Spirit seems unfathomable
This is something of significance
For flocks composed and consoled
Numbered among us
The Lord did deliver them
Taking up Russel Ballard
Don't be afraid
We have just such a message
I went there and conquered
Our message with the passerby
Down on Nottingham Square
Stand behind thankfully
We take it in and try to give in missionaries among us
Future on our side
Greeting MacFarlane
"You're a hoot", so say they but I'm not too proud
Especially proved deeply moved together in large bodies of water
Knowing to give good gifts for son and daughter
In belief that there is hope
O, awful monster sever again the rote
Plenty of time to get it together
Thoughts stagnant.....






Bloodied
3-4-18

Stop me from going under
As I sink further
I rise again not just to check off a block
Let me be the one to know you best
O, what lies beneath but joy transcending later to be read
Learned and studied as bloodied
We are God's helping hands and O, how I ramble
O, grey rose stone find wagain your way not alone
Say not today that tomorrow will be bad by thoughts of immediate goodness
The sun will rise again
Don't give in!
In large bodies we set sail
And it's alright to fail
Desirous that I might be baptized again
After the manner of brethren as to permeate all I see
Not afraid to die
A shilling per day
Thus saith the Lord
Keep justice!






On Isaiah 57:7
3-4-18

In carnal and sinful states
Situations God so creates
And now I'm back in one piece
Taking care of it while it is still down there
In that he will bill me later
Just a joke together on different bodies and no such apostesy nor hysteria
As to assemble let the eunuch say here am I and don't ask why
By the roots of a dry tree shallow and therefore easily shaken
Alma did go forth as e help ourselves to the north gathering our outcast
What would you say if I walked away
True to the faith
Our gospel reference
He will visit our afflictions
As to be accepted at the altar
To all the will of the Lord
Here, now and today and always
It's never too late to inherit my holy mountain
High and lofty.....






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