Personal Beatitude.
Keep my eyes on Him, Praying with a hymn, Wake up, beloved by best, When I’m weary, blessed rest, Taking heart in Lord Jesus Christ, His path and mine are spliced, That is a goal for all of us, Peace on Earth with little fuss, My faith brings me gratitude, My personal beatitude……
Bouquet of Chance.
After the wedding in our church, Valentine got left in the lurch, Cupid brought red flower, Wifey from abuse did cower, It was a bouquet of chance, Horror from romance, Yes, any rat can turn, None wept over his urn, Cupid flitted away, Battered wife now okay, And he came turning back, Global chicks cut…
Faith Whispers.
My faith whispers bright, Guided by the light, God magnifies soul, Fills doubts and holes, Seamless happy joy, For each gal and boy, Faithful throng, Hope lingers long, Creed in Holy words, Trinity in thirds, Ancient, mystic, bright, Faith drawing me to light…..
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