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The Feet of My Savior

The feet of my Savior are a precious thing. Dare I forget their beautiful appearance. With great love and tidings they bring. Never will I stop sitting in his presence. Each and every morning and several hours at night I sit at your nail-scarred feet. Sometimes even kissing the ground that you walk upon. It's my greatest duty to my King, to take his simple messages to the masses. What will be his message this day? Will he interpret an exciting dream? He never leaves me hanging. Never a dull moment spending time with my King! 

The feet of my Savior are a righteous thing. They walk where no one dares to go. He traverses the universe and seeks out the best of things. One day he will give us the signal and to his heavenlies we will go. He walks in love. He walks in compassion. He sends his servants out two by two. The feet of my Savior are a precious thing. The longer you sit in his presence the deeper you can know him too.

gwendolen rix
1-17-15

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Date: 1/25/2015 2:27:00 AM
Your poem is very uplifting and inspirational my dear friend Gwendolen. It's my pleasure to read one of your gems today. Thank you so much. love lots and big hugs, Leonora
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Date: 1/17/2015 9:30:00 PM
Nice to read you today. SKAT
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