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Watch those buckaroos lose their insides when saddled to a wild one untied it’s fer a sight when they ride . Yiddy –up was the wail when a bull of a devil left his trail some kinda fight on the road to hell.
No wonder I headed for Whiskey Row with some forty drinks down below sure is thunder in your hole will rock your soul as you face the mighty cold.
Strums my guitar and softly singing as the cowboys are around the camp fire ringing as the fire is blazinin another day is hazing. Got the notion for prayin as another cowboy was payin and he was sayin
Lord ya know the deeds I’ve done and in the shadows I have hung I just wanted to be thankful for meeting me on this fateful day and in thy range I will forever stay.
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Do you have a hallowed place where you can call upon His grace? In His celestial place
do you hear His voice or seek His face. From thy fount above fill my cup with love at heaven
to eat thy word as meat above. Light my life with holy fire, consume the mire, be my
passion and desire. Let these dry bones revive so the devil doesn’t thrive, let him not build
a wall to rise. Break the latchstrings upon every door that I might soar, let every evil to
abhor. Let the partition be torn down, and every wall to frown, that I might obtain a
crown. Let me refine my time that thy word is on my mind, you are my looking glass to
show reflections that last not the brass. Let thy temple shine, a house of prayer as Thine
let my lips awake in praise a holy time to enshrine.
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The turmoil of life with the whirl of the world, only Christ can wither the swirl. Break forth my beloved child; and drink not this dredge, lift the horn of righteousness, for I am your hedge. Grab a promise stand in faith, bend your knee and you’ll see the victory. For who but thee can stop the clamor of the enemy and set the boundary. While they plunder, Jesus transcends like thunder, casting all the whirls and swirls of the world asunder. For is it not part of His salvation to put all things under stand aside see His wonder.
Poems with Love Vanita P. Allgood
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Lovely eyes of Chittim in the Vale of Shiddim
Within each a need to reveal and a need to conceal
Because of the vulnerability we feel. As the wilderness, the desert, from the depths of the
earth so is the heart in desolation, the
Vile poured forth but never in isolation.
From the cleft of the rock, from the secret places
Of the earth, the aura is shadowed from coming forth.
Troubled waters beneath your gaze images to unfold and
What mysteries to behold, where stones have rippled the haze.
The dews drop upon the heart graced with jewels And chains of gold, was never made for
any dart for the love that you gave,
Lovely eyes of Chittim in the Vale of Shiddim.
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