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LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

Copyright © humble b

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Coming Signs Red

On the Passover Lord 
Almighty blood
In our salvation
four back To back
Bleeding in the Heaven's
Eclipsed in blood
Sea waves roar 
Upon your throne 
On the Passover 
Hailing from the clouds 

On the feast of the tabernacle 
I bow to you my king
The moon bleeds 
Almighty power 
Forgive us our sins 

Eclipses the new year
A sign of great glory 
From the eclipsed moon 
On the feast of the trumpets
Falling to the last moon 

The Passover
Feast of the tabernacle 
God's sign
Unto mankind 
Salvation his Holy name

He who believes
shall not perish 
Instead drinks 
from the chalice 
of everlasting Life

Pray It comes
To Passover
in the end

Copyright © liam mcdaid

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People filled with a lot of joy,
Kids writing down their favorite toy,
Santa comes as jolly as can be,
Leaving presents under the tree,
But what it's really about is not the toy,
It's about our savior the little boy.
The little boy is the reason,
For this wonderful Christmas season.
People laugh and Carolers sing,
Angels fly and sprout their wings,
People rejoice and sing on this day,
The day he was put in the manger to lay.

Copyright © Scarlett Rollins

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Touched by an Angel

She knew not what to do and felt so helplessly lost
For nothing seemed true as her life seemed tossed
Laying awake at night as she couldn't even sleep
Even with all her might the fear would still creep

So near her wits end she just fell down on the floor
She couldn't mend and she couldn't take it anymore
And as there she would lay until a man came along
Over her he did pray that the Lord make her strong

Every word she could discern in opening up her eyes
But as she went to turn she was in for a big surprise
There was no one there, in fact nobody was around
Just a bright sun glare and something else she found

In repeating what she heard that fear just went away
And soon it had occurred all she needs to do is pray
That fear in now defenseless as she crushed it's head
Now life is no longer a mess but filled with joy instead

Psalms 32:6
For this shall every one that is godly
pray unto thee in a time when thou mayest be found: 
surely in the floods of great waters they shall not come nigh unto him.

Copyright © Vincent Flannery

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There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door like an old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .

Copyright © Shanity Rain

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My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell

Copyright © Shanity Rain

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


Money money, ringing in your tills,
Calling us to worship,
The hundred dollar bills.
Bend our knees in wonder,
Bow our heads in awe,
At the power of the liar,
Who now controls us all.
From the darkest deep caverns,
To the stars in the sky,
From the infinite universe,
To the strangers passing by.

From your inner most conviction,
To your laughing in the night,
From everything you 're  seeing,
To everything out of sight.

The new God has risen,
To claim the holy throne,
The one that we have emptied,
Our hearts all cold as stone.

The throne that we have emptied,
We killed the rightful king,
Sold his crown an sceptre,
Pawned his sacred  ring.

Raised his bleeding body,
Up on that bloody hill,
The silent lamb still bleeding,
As the money fills your tills.

Copyright © ness tillson

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Name of the beast

Falling like lightening 
he who was cast forth 
from the greatest heights 
behold a pale horse 
and the name of him who sat on it was death

Hades followed him 
killing with the sword of hunger and famine 
inflicting such pain the beasts of this earth 
understand this he's a fallen angel 
Let them with knowledge and wisdom 
understand the truth reveals our end

Drinking from the wrath of the anti Christ 
waiting in the wings an agent of unimaginable evil 
possessed by Satan himself
I believe the board is set in the return of Christ 
as pieces are about to move

A sign of modern times 
he promises peace and persecutes those left behind
destroying to an unlimited degree our planet 
prospering through greed his legacy 
The end game has begun
once he appears a seven year reign will begin

Our Holy Master has spoken his name in Hebrew
he beheld Lucifer as lightening falling from the Heavens
I will ascend from the heights above the clouds 
I will be like the most high sacred place

one quarter of the planet will bow and worship him

Copyright © liam mcdaid

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The Hammer

Who can hear, the mornings call?
The dead dove's body, as it des fall.
Who can see through, the dead man's eyes?
As the burning sun, falls from the skies.

What once was new, has now become old,
What once was alive, has now become cold,
What you believed, was worth a lot,
Is burnt to ashes, in the melting pot.

Let's start again, I hear them say,
Let's start again, another day,
Let's make again, what we made before,
Spill more blood, on the kitchen floor,
Lift the cross, up on the hill,
Load the guns, to fight and kill.

Fight and slaughter, till there's non one left,
Till your mind is empty, your heart is deaf,
You thought that, I was a soldier too,
You thought that I said, I love you,
But I tell you now, and I tell it true,
The angles of heaven, and the angels of hell,
Are riding now, to the ring of deaths bell.

What you thought, was silver and gold,
Are ashes and dust, on the open road,
What you knew was good, what you knew was true,
The hot sun has dried, like the morning dew,
The very memory, of hope and despair,
Is lost in the hole, of your soul laid bare.

The empty hole, behind the clouds,
The music and the laughing crowds,
Are dead and gone, have faded away,
As a new sun rises, on a bright new day,
I tell you now, and I tell you true,
As the hammer of me hits the anvil of you

Copyright © ness tillson

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I saw a reflection of an angel.
It was rather vague yet so real.
It told me a story of sanctity.
It told me a story of aged maturity.
It was beautiful.

I saw a reflection of an angel.
It was rather vague yet so real.
It held out its pure hand.
Reached for a strand of my weary hair.
Swiftly stroked it back and put it in its rightful place.
It was soothing.

I saw a reflection of an angel.
It was rather vague yet so real.
It took my hand and gently clasped it.
Pulled me up to stand on my feet;
And gently whispered…” this is how you start…”
It was strengthening.

I saw a reflection of an angel
It was rather vague yet so real.
It scooped my hands up in the air.
Slightly forced my head to tilt upward;
And with another whisper said..."This is how you surrender
To a much greater purpose”.
It was heartbreaking.

I saw a reflection of an angel.
It was rather vague yet so real.
It gently wiped away a tear.
Washed it away with warm waters.
Gently swiped my face with a towel of hope.
It was awakening. 

I saw a reflection of an angel.
It was rather vague yet so real.
It titled my head towards the mirror.
And gently whispered “this is a story of sanctity…
This is a strand of a life ahead full of exaltation;
A few feet away from healing that inspires;
This is a story of great surrender to pain
And welcoming of inner peace
This is a story of a gentle tear that will forever
Form a river of immersed hope;
It was divine fulfillment.

Copyright © Herzel Poshiwa

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Beautiful day

Oh how  beautiful the day you  gave to me
A new and bright glorious day your mercy is new and your love is fresh
Lord I desire your ways and  your rest to see your hand touch my life
Is great and peaceful and keeps me right
I stand  and look inside my soul
The way you make things unfold
The little things Lord they make me new
The touch of the wind gives me life from  you.
The flowers and  there fragrance are lifting me up
I love you Lord your precious to me even though I fail and wander you take me in and make me humble
Your  ways are glorious why can't the world see the light you  give inside me take my hand Lord help me be
The woman you made when you set me free.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
All poems are copyright!©

Copyright © Betty Bolden

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Snow sprinkles the ground
as delicate as sugar
crystallizing the exterior with a romantic heritage
only found in the heart of a child's imagination.
Like happiness it can melt in your hands,
and like happiness it can grow bitter like the ice you slip on
Forming miraculously to the curves of the earth
hugging till the land soaks in it's providence
white like the pages I battle with
Falling so passionately you'd think it was falling in love with the ground
And when it lands,
A blanket of perfection
glistening the season to a crisp
gently the sun arises
"there's no where to go today,
I'm just going to sit and enjoy the magic."

Copyright © Madison Caldwell

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God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
first squeezed my finger

Copyright © Christina Holmes

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   Who's that staring through my window walls, with eyes as old as time
the clock has not yet moved and the wind outside has died
no breath for me to find nor the strength to check the time
unless the minute hand is lying theirs a chance i may have died
I wish this all a dream but the eyes i see dont lie, they have told me with their watching that all men do really cry
yet in vain is all my wishing but perhaps this is delusion of a sedimentary man with his mind ripe for losing 
Come at me then red devil, I shout within my mind yet the tension I had hoped for was delayed and rather dry
no ravishingly velvet flame encircled this such room, nor were the furniture and ottoman  thrown like an old shoe
marvelous the time in which a demon throwns your home and his only one intent is to stare right through your soul
 to that i bid goodnight to you, to do as you wish, regardless of the manner I am nothing more then fish. to be shot out of a barrel for a fellow such as this
If you do deem it fit that I wake another morning all i ask is that the clocks all please return to working order

Copyright © chriss todd

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I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN

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Qualities of Health Engendering Women

They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you 
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza

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Last Stand

Who was it that has sent you here this day?
Timed with chance by a wronged man's suspicions.
An accurate surprise shot you this way.
It was quick like me shutting this small book.
Death before repentance on back slide slope.
Smoother than oil drops on honeycomb's hook.
Left with regrets measured by hourglass sand.
So it is by this white throne I now stand.

**Inspired by Proverbs 5:3 (KJV)**

Copyright © rob carmack

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An Angel in Disguise

She strokes the strings as though combing her hair. 
Learning to pluck and strum a tune so fair. 
It is so new with Mama at her side, 
Light commands and direction she confides. 
Large and lumbering shaped as a half heart. 
Fairer family tradition a harp. 
Tradition that pulls at the strings of heart. 
Mama explains as her Mama before, 
You will learn to love its soul soothing lure 
And to know the guardian angels love. 
It has got us through many sleepless nights, 
When our men went to foreign lands to fight. 
Through the throngs of some difficult childbirths 
And sicknesses that have plagued the earth. 
And the most difficult time than before; 
When Mama went home to be with the Lord. 
I plucked and I strummed a tune so fair, 
So much so I felt her sitting right there.

Copyright © William Bradley

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A Single Leaf Out of A Tree

A single leaf, 
Falls out of a tree above me,
 As it twist and turn, 
The wind blows it in my direction, 
It symbolizes the ending point of my 
struggles and all my pain, 
It tells me that they twist and turn, 
But never remain, 
It takes a sudden fall next to me, 
But why? 
It symbolizes the thought of being 
It tells me that someone is always 
by my side, 
As I write, 
The leaf flies away, 
As if it had a huge success in 
Nature communicates with us in 
many ways, 
Not with words, 
But with a single leaf out of a tree.

Copyright © Anthony Scandrick II

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Whiter than the bright
Light at the dawn of the day
Like an angel I fly
... High across the skies

A giver of life where I can
Amidst the dying bands
God's healing hand
To suture broken lands

Nobility fluorishes as 
I furiously and faithfully fly
Throughout terrestrial turf
Adhering my hierarchy's call

Not long before dusk
Sets and soon befalls me
Then my deific identity
Rises rapid to fall 
As a flag fully masted
Once the day ascends
Decorating my alter
As its ego impends

Reams of robust ravens 
Hover atop my haven's roof
As eery emblems exposing
My man in living proof
His character concealed
Behind his closed corridors

Capricious components conflict
Like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
One way one day, then the 
Succeeding day someone 
Separate abides

Like Paul, wrestling knowing
The good I want and aspire to do
Yet like Peter live a lie
With depthened knowledge of truth

Loudly speak godly resistance
To demonic temptations
Yet quietly play in persistance
With their tasteful sensations

Real revelations revealed as
I trail through the night
Crying creeks and confessing
Raising rage to the light

Clearer, vivid visions unveil
What my mirrors masked
Revealing the vibrant vase
That was shattered like glass

The total truth ALAS!!!!
Has told its tragic tale
Of daytime's white angel
Who by night demon fell

No longer mimic the virgin
Who within was a harlot
No longer wear white robes
With others raided in scarlet

Transformation's tough touching
Totality's taken its course
Then tapes the truthful shape
My soul will seal and endorse

~Poetra Jah~

Copyright © Leonard Gage

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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

Details | Ballade | |

A poem for My Beloved

2011, Yambol

A poem for My Beloved
1.He is like a bunch of  myrrh,
He is gilding my fingers
With fragrance.
He is weaving into between
My breasts, He is cloaking on
My pearl buttons in sunrise redden
Like a droplets of blood,
A necklace of my heart,
A star of cinnamon tree,
A porcelain cup with milk
On a small table,
Till a silver spoon which
He is taking up slowly along
His stifling lips, and like a butterfly
Is swallowing a little chalice of my heart.
My beloved is walking and decreasing.

2. He wakes the forests green like emerald
Hayricks, white droplets, running on the
Face of the sky.
Eyebrows of clouds ,each snowdrop
bowing down
Under His white fingers.
All blade of grass reducing.
The pomegranates are like big chalices
For Holy communion.
My Beloved lifted it.
His back have been cut of
Smart whips, blood veronicas
Shoots up His white skin,
Strained like a drum, for fierce mad
My Beloved will never be separated
From my breasts.
Myrrh deeply in my bosom and I
Live from her Holiness,
Golden lichen in golden hoops,
Tightens up my heart.
Beloved how giving out a sweet perfume,
Smells a summer.

Nina Mindova was born in Yambol, Bulgaria.
She graduated at Bulgarian philology, English philology in Paisii Hilendarski university in Plovdiv and Theology in VEBI Sofia..
She is author of six poetry books.

Copyright © Nina Mindova

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Sea impression

                 Wave a sea softened
                  and a pain and a tenderness
                   throw dreams in fascination
                   of the blue.
                   And let shave the waves of
                   Your eternity , oh, weigh
                    above me,
                    oh,weigh a  coast of years.
                    Carry far in azure, spiral
                    with bulging little abdomens,
                    flutter with mahagony pinions
                    and already in vain  expect you
                    to stop the scales harbours 
                    with hot flames for You are
                    Far away, far away ,far away,
                    stretched string,
                    heart and frank await the 
                    hymn of June.
                    All sea sisters are dressed in
                    mother-of-pearl garment
                    embroidered of kiss of 
                    In the morning hunts them
                    fishermen and revive with
                    breath of their man’s hands.
                    In the evening girls wash 
                    their black tunics,
                    in their blue hearts,
                    their feet white ,who cadge
                    heavy chains.
                    The night is squeezed enigma
                    and ugly,
                    predatory like a bat pecking
                    of scarlet fig.
                    Sea sisters, sea sisters,
                    remember His steps 
                    which go through you noiselessly,
                  and ou swing like
                  bloody wine-
                 hold in His fingers Herod,
                 Pilate washes his hands,
                in Yours heirs
               and they bristled like winter
               icicles bristles of innoncent blood .
               There at Golgotha 
                hearing terrible cry,
                blood gushes like
               wounded river disappear
               like Easter roses,
              in weeds of flushed 
     preditory crowd,
     to open way of
     Who is He?
     Do you heard 
     His name ?
     He is Messiah,
     God’s anoited
      Jesus Christ.
      Like little sheeps,
      clouds of candy floss,
      they welcome festivaly.
       Barefooted are feet 
      of lovely swarthy steps
     of the sun, came to bow,
      before You , Creator.
      The sea throws his 
       magnificent silver flesh,
      blue like heavently lace,
       to swallow all stars 
       only Bethlehem’s
      stays inextinguishable,
       pretty like uncreated
      like an apple of not 
      born girl.      

Copyright © Nina Mindova

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Every Second We're Away

Every second we're away,
We grow stronger everyday
Until that day will finally come
When we know it's okay
And we will rest in each other's arms
In peace from God above,
No longer missing one another
Because we're together;
Built forever in each other's love.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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A Is For Angel, Z Is For Zeal

A is for Angels who guard us night and day.
B is for Blessings that God sends our way.

C is for Church, a body of believers.
D is for Devil, that hateful deceiver.

E is for Eternal Life Christ purchased with His blood.
F is for Faith in God to keep us from giving up.

G is for Grace, God's undeserved favor.
H is for Heaven, our future home forever.

I is for Incarnation, God became a man.
J is for Jesus, the Son of God, the Great I Am.

K is for Kingdom, God's kingdom will never end.
L is for Love, on God's love we can depend.

M is for Miracles, wondrous things only God can do.
N is for New Birth - if you'll believe in Jesus, you'll be born anew.

O is for Obedience, God's Word we must obey.
P is for Promises, God keeps the ones He's made.

Q is for Quick,our Lord is quick to forgive our sin.
R is for Resurrection, Jesus died but rose again.

S is for Scripture, God's love letter to you and me.
T is for the Truth we'll find if the Scriptures we will read.

U is for Unity, in Christ we are united as one.
V is for Victory, through Jesus our battles are won.

W is for Worship, our God is worthy of honor and praise.
X is for X-alt the Lord with voices and hands raised.

Y is for Yahweh, the Hebrew name for God, so holy.
Z is for Zeal, a fervent devotion to God wholly.

This is just a taste of the treasure you will find,
If you will read and study God's holy Word divine.


For Cyndi's Z is for Zariah ABC Couplet contest.

Copyright © Kim Merryman

Details | Free verse | |

Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.

Copyright © Bj Fard

Details | Free verse | |

By Our Side

By my side:
The tallest mountain,
The calmest pond,
The purest stream;
My hope and strength,
Faith and love;
The Lord,
Our God,
Always by our side

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

Details | Free verse | |

The Righteousness Of Love

Love is a wonder shared by one another it's the only reason I'm not six feet under Love in which I believe in a will to sustain I give back to life, now in dormant states of pain The power of Love may not alone be enough locked inside my dreams escape only from above higher than any human being has ever gone before I must have evolved rise above hate, great once more My Father taught me wisdom I am imprisoned no longer now an beast not of burden I am no lion, I am stronger on my shoulder sits twin dragons long awaiting the day evil forces come forth to take what Love is left, away A Hero of Love light are what the world needs angels, not demons exist where ever you believe follow your heart's direction and you shall achieve objects of affection rid of materialistic greed My bright energy has awakened to a fire never consuming the source as the flames just grow higher that is the desire of a product we call Love Fear, the counterpart what I was once made of I am slowly learning how to win when my peace is harder to sharpen so I have given my pen leave the sword has its uses I must say I believe to vanquish the evil in the minds too diseased to serve any purpose except their own selfish ones tomorrow a new day in the clarity of the sun where we two are now one and one done now does bring about a great change lit by the righteousness of Love.

Copyright © Bj Fard

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The Name of Jesus

Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom,
The sweet sound found in Your Name,
Holy and Heavenly freedom,
All in the Name of Jesus!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin