To bring me further
into His glorious love,
He strengthens my will.
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To bring me further
into His glorious love,
He strengthens my will.
He strengthens my will,
In ways you might not believe—
Comforting Savior…
Comforting Savior...
Startlement with disbelief
Not peace, but a sword
not peace, but a sword
defines; the new turned earth for
graves, not spring flowers
graves, not spring flowers
must be arranged tomorrow.
Hark. Papa's whisper.
Hark. Papa's whisper
Between pages, his grand books,
I grasp his ideals.
I grasp his ideals—
His philosophy is clear—
I can’t stand the man…
I can't stand the man
who puts himself above me...
I am his equal!
I am his equal!
Blood on white cobblestone streets,
Heads begin to roll.
Heads begin to roll.
-For the queen is very mad
Escape while you can
Escape while you can,
Earth's time, in an hour glass
Twindling nature's flame.
Twindling nature's flame—
Explodes from Vesuvius—
Pompeii buried in ash…
Pompeii buried in ash
eagle-eyed thunderer mourns
another ash hole
Another ash hole
litters our valley of dreams,
our thoughts feed belief.
:lol: :lol: Excellent!Quote:
Originally Posted by autolycus
Our thoughts feed belief.
Sitting while the sun crosses
Helps order our plans.