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8/16/2011 3:57:58 PM
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3/20/2018 9:02:06 AM
Quiet Time With God	QUIET TIME WITH GOD In the quiet time of the evening at the end of the day I hold communion with God while I kneel down to pray He listens intently with kind, loving care As I come humbly before His Throne in prayer He knows all my needs before I even speak And I marvel at how He can be so unique As to take time to listen to my every word And leave me with the assurance that I know He has heard I recall how in darkness I wandered about My life filled with bitterness, anger and doubt But then I made Jesus the Lord of my life When I learned through His death, He bore all my strife So now in the evening when I am alone I take all my burdens to His Holy Throne And there as I pray, I'm filled with His Grace I'm thankful that one day, I'll look on His face He'll stretch forth His arms and welcome me home To live in His Glory, never more to roam So, you see, I am thankful to know I have trod The road that leads me to a quiet time with God Curtis Moorman June 2002 ©copyright all rights reserved edited by Curtis on 3/20/2018
3/20/2018 9:09:46 AM
Quiet Time With God	Jelsrights wrote: Quiet Time With God Ah, Quiet time with God shall be spent in solitude; Still calm hushed wholesome how we're subdued; On our prayers for always His children how true; Peace serenity tranquility God calms my views; I trust in Him as I hush within some find it odd; Calm hushed peaceful serenity still doing His will; Subdued alone I will always spend time wit God; Rush, in my God's arm I'm in light my life your will; Hush, In my mind tranquil and calmly vested; Rush, so quietly spoken to you Lord I trust in; Asking for forgiveness longevity of life ever so somberly; I close my eyes spend quiet time me I with God honesty; I stop stilled inhaled listening for still small voice; Spending quietness with God shall be my choice; A pending collaboration with Curtis Moorman based off his poem... edited by Jelsrights on 3/19/2018 edited by Curtis on 3/20/2018
3/20/2018 9:23:32 AM
Quiet Time With God	A PLACE CALLED HEAVEN There's a place above with streets of gold With mansions so sublime I'm going there, and I've been told We won't keep track of time There's only one way to get there Just believe in God's only Son Through His death, you are a joint-heir But you're not the only one He came and died to save the world And everyone therein His banner of love has been unfurled And frees us all from sin So,today, if you don't know Him Just pray this simple prayer “Lord, I know my life is filled with sin But, Lord, I know You care So please come into my heart today And wash away my sin And I will live just as You say Because You dwell within” Curtis Moorman May 2004 edited by Curtis on 3/20/2018
4/26/2018 9:13:42 AM
My 1st Poetry book PUBLISHED!!!!!	Congratulations, Debra! I know the elation of having a first publication on the bookshelves. I am working on book number two.
8/6/2018 11:51:07 AM
Hey there	leahkareem wrote: Hi, my name's Leah. So I joined this thing today because I stumbled across a Poetry Soup page. I'm a Sophomore In high school and have been writing poetry for as long as I can remember. By the age of eight I decided I was going to be the next teen pop star. Taylor swift was my idol. Unfortunately, I soon found out I was absolutely horrible at singing. I mean, horrible. So I started writing songs. I became increasingly frustrated when I realized I couldn't even sing the songs I wrote so I began simply reading them aloud. Songs turned to poems and here I am today. I'm not amazing at writing poetry but it brings me great happiness, which is equally important...right? Anyway, I'm pretty much the average Teenager. I play soccer, run track, am the President of my Grade, along with other attributes of the modern High schooler in the United States. I'm half afghan, a quarter Moroccan, and a quarter Salvadorian. Technically, the definition of diverse. I live with my mother and aunt in a small home in a city not far from Washington D.C. My father is no longer in our lives due to his neglect and abuse of my mother and I Yes, sad, but it definitely helps inspire my poetry. I'm new to the site and have no idea how this thing really works but it seems pretty cool. I can't wait to read other people's poetry
8/6/2018 11:53:24 AM
Hey there	Leah, I will read some of your poems and help you become acquainted with some great members of Soup. There are numerous people willing to assist budding poets. You'll discover this as time goes by. Best wishes!
9/18/2018 2:02:14 AM
Trusting The Lord In All Things	Trusting The Lord In All Things What a thing it is to know God's lovereally blows the mind to think uponhow could God think so much of me?such love beyond words or a songBut in calling us in His sovereign loveGod takes you down many a roadnot all pleasant but so necessaryso our seed planted should be sowedThis is a God that knows it alleven the beginning to the endso He can be trusted fully and trulyassuring you every hitch He can mendThe key secret is to have a close walkwith Jesus moment by moment every daythen your faith increases to say, Lordwith conviction walking in His wayThe Lord knows my way He's plannedevery detail my God sovereignly has donebelieve with a capital B not a doubtHis presence so precious is God's son
4/14/2019 8:28:59 PM
You Complete Me	YOU COMPLETE MEMy eyes look for youMy heart bleeds the truthMy spirit enters your soul completelyMy mind is stayed on youMy lips speak your name softlyMy arms remain empty without youBy doing the aboveReaching upYou complete me
4/14/2019 8:29:59 PM
You Complete Me	Collaboration on poem by Curtis Moorman from a contest sponsored by James Edward Lee, Sr.
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