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poetrybybettye |
"His Promise"
Dec 2 2007, 12:18 PM EST
You wake in the morning,To begin another day; Lord walk with me again, I always pray. Life goes on, Time goes by; Somedays are great, Somedays I cry. They say today, The sun will shine; Within my heart, It will warm me fine. Our time on earth, Seems so quickly done; No more time left, For earthly fun. The Bible tells us, Our Heaven will come; Be patient and loving, For the words He promised... ...will be done. |
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mohithgaming |
1. RE: "His Promise"
Dec 2 2007, 12:22 PM EST
fine, great poetry. continue your poems. But my request is write a poem on wetpaint, plz..Regards, A.Mohith. http://www.wetpaintcentral.com/account/mohithgaming |
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poetrybybettye |
2. RE: "His Promise"
Dec 3 2007, 5:47 AM EST
How do you mean...I don't quite get how wetpaint works...how do I write one on wetpaint, all I know how to do is start threads, and edit my profile...plz hlp
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mohithgaming |
3. RE: "His Promise"
Dec 3 2007, 6:21 AM EST
if u want to know more about wetpaint and learn how to use wetpaint goto :http://www.wetpaintcentral.com/page/Getting+Started Regards, A.Mohith. http://www.wetpaintcentral.com/account/mohithgaming |
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Anonymous |
4. when i feel
Dec 3 2007, 1:07 PM EST
When I was in the darkest hourWhen I felt all alone When I felt his awesome power His glory thru my sin shone When I felt the urge to turn the other way My heart was in the wrong place I went to my knees and began to pray To earnestly seek his face When I felt my God healing All my shame and rejection What a wonderful feeling He touched me and said, “my work is done” I will abide with my savior for the rest of my days I give me all the glory I give him all the praise When I felt his spirit so strong When I felt his countenance abound When I felt I could do no wrong He said “do not despair I am always around I know soon my eyes will gaze upon his thrown These walls around me will fall when I hear the trumpets last call Throughout this earth in ever race he will be known When I felt the pain I cried out to his name He died just for me a filthy rag not deserving his grace He reminds us he is always the same Just for Him In my heart I will always have a secret place When I was in the darkest hour When I felt all alone When I felt his awesome power His glory thru my sin shone |
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poetrybybettye |
5. RE: when i feel
Dec 3 2007, 6:15 PM EST
awesome poem...truly spectacular...thanks for sharing it with me here....
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