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last update: 8-27-05 |
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Poetry Page Two |
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His Love Father, give us the power to look back 2000 years To see your son upon the cross To bear his pain And walk in his ways Show us your love That we may spread your love And others may know love So that they may know you For all life starts with love So should all life end with love The love of the Holy Father |
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All the poems on this page were written by me unless otherwise noted. Feel free to use them wherever, but please give credit where credit is due. |
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When I say I am a Christian... (author unknown) When I say..."I am a Christian" I am not shouting, "I am saved," I am whispering, "I am lost." That is why I choose this way.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I do not speak of this with pride, I am confessing that I stumble And need someone to be my guide.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I am not trying to be strong. I am professing that I am weak And pray for strength to carry on.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I am not bragging of success. I am admitting I have failed And cannot ever pay the debt.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I am not claiming to be perfect. My flaws are too visible, But God believes I am worth it.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain. I have my share of heartaches, Which is why I seek His name.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I do not wish to judge. I have no authority. I only know I am loved. |
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Drew and I getting ready for my senior prom. Aren't we cute all dressed up? |
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ONE VOICE (John Clay, Theresa Kleman)
Glory, glory to the Lord, the one true God who keeps His word, the Lord reigns, let the earth rejoice Cry out to God with one great voice.
He�s all I need, He�s made that clear, in Him there�s nothing left to fear. He is strong when we are weak, and thus His face alone we�ll seek.
We are a chosen race, covenant people set apart, we keep our part and we obey, trust Him to lead us all the way.
We wear robes of righteousness, our swords we hold up high, we know who we are in Christ, who shed His blood and paid the price.
Clothed in covenant great and strong, within His Word we can�t go wrong. Day-to-day we�ll sing this song And will always bring Him along
Standing firm both day and night Till that Devil takes his flight Soldiers now by every right We�ll march on through the dead of night |
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Praise the king And with all humanity We will always praise the king With mighty shouts And trumpet blasts Till the King cometh back |
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