Memories
In columns of grain spoiled the base
Through traverse memories in equated pace
With vanquished triumph to exploit
A challenge to be free is a question in time
Every verse in the bible is an index to Jesus
Some say we our intollerant people don't like you
Yet who are they a whole pile of wood spent in trees?
Here I am Lord is it I Lord?
They have selected hearing
An indifference in the church for God hates apathy
God dislikes indifference
God dislikes indifference
Do you attract people to you ?
The desperate world came to Jesus for help
Come see a man who knew everything I have done
From a far view tangled in the wind
The world is against Christ always has been!
We tangle our wings through amother means
The strongholds have bind to lead to mend
In ardent pastures will provide yet must depend
In rich columns of grain spread abroad
Jesus is still a garden of roses to me
Just suppose we drifted away on eagles wings?
To sour for the asking in the rich basking
The stolen dress that she was masking
Shades of pine in sullen derision
In the after life we can be delivered
In columns of sequential vast secure
Shades of pine and aim to get a cause or its cure.
Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2012
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