Sunday, September 28, 2008
Into The Noon Hour
Into the noon hour I shall ride my steed of gold For the night’s mare is left at dawn, I shall ride to the occasion. Is it not the frail who are left behind, their story untold? The sun seizes the day, forever keeping me in its hold For I balk at its power, seeking the noon hour of my persuasion....
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UPON EXCELLENCE
Upon excellence, I was chosen by God. Endowed with the capacity to experience The fullness of His WORD, Filled with living power! God is the Father. Jesus, the ARM of salvation. The Spirit, the FINGER fulfilling Divine tasks: In the world, In the church. The Comforter is the Spirit of the Father,...
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