Poems from TruthTellerVi

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I want to write good poetry, lyrical powerful poetry about God. So whatever I write that is lyrical, powerful and moving--Does NOT come from me, but from Him. I take no credit other than that my fingers typed it.
I am the poet, madder red The odd accumulation of odds and ends. Bright and tarnished, waylaid silver My worth is determined by the words...
The world is stumbling Sham-ambling through a series of convictions To the black gates of hell, death and destruction. But the cross...
God took a breath... And uttered the syllables That bound Spirit to flesh. And God became man. Enfleshed and embodied in a body God became...
Lord I forgot What it is to be hated I forgot why the crowd's ever swaying Against us. We Your body Made up of broken battered people...
Lord take me My humility Let me not flee from Thee, But let me hide myself in Thee. Perfection, blest and steady Like the beat of a single...

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