Restores Poems - Poems about Restores

The morning fresh restores the soul, worn down from the week's weathered aim. With some coffee that helps' the roll in a quest for fortune and fame. In a fast-paced world of woe, the morning fresh restores the soul. If one would reap then one must sow, but in the end life takes its' toll. Then you feel like you're less than whole, and...

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harboring ill will distorted judgment poisons ~forgiveness restores...

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The Rabbi, the Minister and the Monk agreed: Language is cumbersome! "The sound of the rain needs no translation." My prayer is that you, maybe with a word I share, will love the Bible & adore Jesus. O, it is THE Book of books, Best Romances, adventures, evil people & nations stopped, lessons taught! Peter denied Jesus...

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Restore, restore, restore; Oh, Lord restores Restore, restore, restore; My, Lord Renew in me the victory; Consume the newness; Plant a tree of life in my soul; Allow my heart and spirit to grow, grow, grow; Restore, restore, restore; Oh, Lord restores Restore, restore, restore; My, Lord Break me up, Remold me; Pour me out; Restore me, put me in your loving cup; Fill me up, Oh!, Lord, fill me...

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At 8:30 AM, "Get up, LAURA! Charlie! Wake up...Robert...Wake up." No reply...no reply...just ignore my wake up calls...yell at me all you want You make me cry...cry...just shatter me like glass...you place me in the trash, but I still feel this discontent Deep inside of me... There's a sea of remorse swirling around me... At 12:15 AM, "Hey Laura!" No reply...no reply... "What are...

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