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   The Desires In A Woman's Heart

   May 13, 2012 by Baptist Girl

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   If a woman's heart be searched deep, By surprise a man may be caught All the desires she ever veils Would have never been in his thoughts.. The desire to be pure and grand For her Creator be of use: That no worldly treat can allure Her soul's enchained sight at the Cross. The desire to live free but chaste; To know when to contend and cry And learn to be brave yet fragile On herself and others rely. The desire to be of wisdom- A woman of a rewarding life.. Then to cease living for her own To be a mother and a wife. The desire to love and be loved Until beauty fades and life ends: One man's sweet kisses to taste, By strong arms be gently held.. The…

   

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   The dew that did

   July 25, 2011 by irishman

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   The dew that did I talked to the morning dew At the crack of dawn; I said whatever you’re about to do Don’t!-- But it did. The sun came up, and the dew died And that was what it did; Don’t you do what the dew did Lest you end up dead. It resurrected the next day though, And did what the dew does do; You may ask what it is the dew did do, But don’t! It did just what it did. It did what it’s supposed to do, And did it well indeed; But when the sun came up, the dew did die, Until the dawn comes again. Each day the dew is renewed Every morn it comes to life, But what the dew does, don’t you do, For the morning will not come for you; You will not b…

   

   Last reply by farouk, July 25, 2011
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   The Door Of Hope

   December 8, 2003 by Jerry

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   [size=18]The Door Of Hope[/size] When your soul is deeply anguished, And your way, hedged about with thorns, Though you know the Lord has smitten

   

   Last reply by Jerry, December 8, 2003
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   The Drunkard

   January 14, 2006 by Standing Firm In Christ

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   The Drunkard I woke up this morning alone and cold An empty wine bottle in my hand I now hold A knot in my stomach, a pain in my head A box in the alley is my only bed A doctor last month said, 'Soon you will die Cirrhosis has claimed you, there's no need to cry' He's done all he can, but still there is hope "Lord Jesus, I need you, with this I can't cope" A drunkard's not welcome in God's home above But Jesus can cleanse you with His precious blood So if you're tired of Ol' Slewfoot and his damning wine Just do what God says in First John One Nine If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrigh…

   

   Last reply by Standing Firm In Christ, October 8, 2007
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   The Dust of Your Trail

   April 29, 2017 by weary warrior

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   The dust of your trail is your own with it's cloying, it's coating and cling. The warmth of your smile I might share for a while But the dust of your trail is your own The song in your heart is your own with it's words, it's rhythm and rhyme When you sing to the skies I might harmonize But the song in your heart is your own The scars on your soul are your own with their blisters, their burning and blame with tears in my eyes I might sympathize But the scars on your soul are your own The life that you live is your own with its jolting, it's journey and joy As best that…

   

   Last reply by Orval, May 8, 2017

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   The End Of The Fight

   September 20, 2021 by Jerry

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   The End Of The Fight This world is getting darker; The saints are in disarray; The trials seem almost endless, And we long for the break of day - A time of no more struggles, No more warring with this world, No more wrestling with the darkness - Into Hell, Satan will be hurled. Chorus: Oh, Jesus is coming again To judge the children of men; Then our Saviour will reign - The King of kings from Jerusalem. There'll be no more reason to fight; No more need to lead to higher ground. That's the end of the night; The final division of lost and found. Faith will be turned into sight, And we can lay our armour down; All the wrongs will…

   

   Last reply by Jerry, September 20, 2021
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   The Eye of Faith, a story about George Mueller

   July 19, 2003 by abtrenholm

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   The Eye of Faith It was a Wednesday afternoon. Shrouded in a dense fog, a large steamer edged slowly forward off the coast of Newfoundland, its foghorn crying out somber notes of warning. The captain--near exhaustion from lack of sleep--was startled by a gentle tap on his shoulder. He fumed and found himself face-to-face with an old man in his late seventies. The old man said, "Captain, I have come to tell you that I must be in Quebec on Saturday afternoon." The captain pondered for a moment, and then snorted, "Impossible." "Very well," the old man responded, "if your ship can't take me, God will find some other means to take me. I have never broken a…

   

   Last reply by Jerry, July 19, 2003
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   the eyes of God

   July 21, 2005 by bibleworm

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   a poem i wrote a min ago... the eyes of God the eyes of God, full of wisdom, filled with humor, and a look unknown, full of mercy, full of love, how do i know? ive seen them, ive seen his wisdom, ive seen his creation, ive seen his mercy, ive heard of his love, i feel his wisdom and mercy, i feel his love, these eyes so bright, the eyes that see, everything we do, full of mercy, these eyes that burn with love, love for me and you, the eyes of God

   

   Last reply by bibleworm, July 21, 2005
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    The Father's Heart

    July 29, 2004 by Jerry

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    Here is another poem - this one was written yesterday, though the idea was on my mind all last week. [size=18]The Father's Heart[/size] The Father's heart is beating, pleading for the souls of men Yearning for His children to go and bring the lost ones in Crying out against the sin that plagues this darkened land The Father's heart is beating still - oh can't you understand? [i]Chorus:[/i] The Father's heart is beating for someone here to go To tell the prodigal child that He dearly loves them so The Father's heart is beating, yearning for the lost My child, are you willing to go and count the cost? The Father's heart is beating, God is calling out your…

    

    Last reply by mortisham, August 9, 2004
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    The Gardener's rose

    August 28, 2005 by Daily His

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    I have heard of you, rose. Crossed your path countless times - often brushing up against your leafs. Patient, you face the sun, lifting to catch rain... a quiet pursuit, even in want. "Stop, for a moment? Inhale, capture this texture meant to share?" you ask. Yet, I worry of thorns, have a different agenda - one of protection. Emotions slow... capturing under my lids an image which does not want to settle - of your life now. What I see within your autumn branches is only a glimmer, sparkled from true color by the Sunset low, calling. What I see within your autumn branches is not a budded flower, waiting - but thorns, sharp, and I am sud…

    

    Last reply by Daily His, August 28, 2005
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    The Gift Of Myrrh and Other Christmas Poems

    December 19, 2023 by Jerry

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    Here is a new Christmas poem I wrote. I wanted to tackle it from a slightly different perspective - and this one is from the perspective of the gifts given by the wise men and what they mean. The Gift Of Myrrh The wise men came to Bethlehem, Came to worship the young Child; They brought their gifts to offer Him - Jesus, the Saviour, so meek and mild. Each of the treasures the wise men gave Told of great riches they had in store; Though worth much to this poor family, What they symbolized was so much more. The wise men brought to Him their gold - Oh what a precious offering. A fitting tribute for this Child Who was born the King of kin…

    

    Last reply by Jerry, December 19, 2023
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    The God of Gideon

    March 19, 2009 by irishman

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    The God of Gideon?s Men Who faced an innumerable host? Gideon and his mighty men. Who went forward with a heavenly host? Gideon and his mighty men. Who turned the multitudes to flight? Gideon and his mighty men. Who stood for good, and fought for right? Gideon and his mighty men. Who went down when God told him to go? Gideon and his mighty men. Who marched with neither sword nor bow? Gideon and his mighty men. Who chased the Midianites across the land? Gideon and his mighty men. Who delivered Israel with a mighty hand? Gideon and his mighty men. But who blessed them as they went? The God of Gideon?s mighty men. Who gave them strength when all was sp…

    

    Last reply by Guest, April 17, 2009
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    The Grand Pulpit

    October 5, 2006 by ltl

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    My first writing... Ever wonder why in Bible-believing churches, the pulpit is at the centre of the sanctuary? This place, the place where the Word of God is preached. It bears witness to the power of the Scriptures: The Holy Bible. This is the Word, that demolishes all the vain philosophies and superstitions of fallen Man, and points out the universal sickness and sinfulness of the children of Adam: it leaves no place for Man's exaltation, nor serves to glorify anyone save God. This is the Word, that has brought many ungodly, wretched souls to repentance. That has transformed God-hating, wrathful unbelievers to humble, durable vessels God so uses for His glory.…

    

    Last reply by ltl, October 7, 2006
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    The Great I Am

    September 1, 2007 by SadieLady

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    This is Fiction Just a young girl out there on my own, My mother abandoned me at a young age, My father was a drug addict and that is all I have ever known, I was built up with so much bitter and rage. I had seen it all, I was tired and worn. My heart had became cold and built a wall, For my heart was broken and torn. Why didn?t my mother care? Why did my father come home high? It seemed like I was not getting anywhere. I just wanted something good to pass by. Then came one night, A preacher at my door, He came in and showed me the Word of God and showed me what was right, I just knew I couldn?t take the life that I was living anymore. I called upon…

    

    Last reply by SadieLady, September 1, 2007
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    The Hand That Held It Was Not Seen

    December 28, 2005 by Jerry

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    The following poem was taken from chapter 11 of [url=http://www.xsorbit6.com/users/baptistbiblebelieverswebsite/index.cgi?board=Life&action=display&num=1132575923][b]A Minister's Obstacles[/b][/url]. I am not sure if the author of the book is also the author of the poem. He held the lamp that Sabbath day So low that none could miss the way, And yet so high, to bring to sight That picture fair of CHRIST the Light, That, gazing up, the lamp between The hand that held it was not seen. He held the pitcher, stooping low, To lips of little ones below; Then raised it to the weary saint, And bade him drink when sick and faint. They drank, the pitcher them …

    

    Last reply by Jerry, December 28, 2005
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    The Harvest

    January 26, 2004 by Caretaker

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    "THE HARVEST" ©1995 Drew D. Montgomery I hear of a hill called Golgotha, Blood that was shed for me, A man who was God and innocent, Who died on that rugged tree. My sins confront me as a tidal wave, Covering in muck and mire, I deserve the pits of Hell, I've earned that torturous fire. But, God was incarnated, And strode forth from Galile, Stretched forth his precious sinless hand And set the captives free. He arose from the tomb where they laid Him, And appeared to those in need. For 40 days Jesus walked with them Planting the Gospel seed. On the Mount of Olives he left them Returning from whence he came To the right hand of the Father His…

    

    Last reply by Caretaker, January 26, 2004
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    The Hope Of Christmas

    December 17, 2021 by Jerry

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    This was written for/about a friend I sometimes think about at this time of year. The Hope Of Christmas In the midst of my sorrows, troubles and tears, I sought the Lord and He saved me from my fears. In this time when you are overwhelmed by loss, Remember the Saviour who died on the cross – That’s my hope this Christmas. Struggling to overcome my dark addictions, And learning to make some braver decisions; You broke through all those chains that held me so tight, You scattered my darkness because You’re my Light – That’s my hope this Christmas. This Christmas, I know you’re not celebrating, But our reunion’s worth anticipating. My s…

    

    Last reply by TheGloryLand, December 5, 2022

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    The Hour Is Coming!

    February 15, 2007 by ltl

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    I wrote this under inspiration from the tune used for a famous Christmas carol. The hour's coming, the day beckons: Our redemption draws e'er near: Our Saviour vowed to for us return; And His angel's trumpet we'll hear. Lift up your voice, ye saints of Christ: In mirth overthrow all your fears: Rejoice and praise God, O Bride of Christ! We'll enter a world with no more tears. For Christ assigned us truthfully, His one gospel shall first be spread: To all nations, through us faithfully, And only then shall come the end: Gird up your loins, ye sons of God: With faith overcome all your fears: Go forth, preach the Word of the Lord: Let he that have ears tru…

    

    Last reply by Madeline, February 17, 2007
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    The Invitation...what will you do with yours?

    November 7, 2005 by Guest Guest

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    The Invitation By Katy-Anne Binstead

    

    Last reply by Guest, November 7, 2005
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    The Jackass

    February 20, 2009 by irishman

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    The Jackass Based on Num. 22:23 A professor was speaking to a group of young collegians and giving his atheistic views about Balaam?s jackass that talked: ?The vocal chords of a jackass are so different than mans, that it would be impossible for it to talk in an audible language.? He went on to say that Balaam must have heard the snorting and neighing as he wanted to hear it, and made up the entire tale to strengthen the ?miracle? story. As he lectured on, one student was obviously a little uncomfortable, so the professor, noticing the discomfort pointed to him and asked ?Young man, have you ever heard a jackass, or any animal for that matter, utter one audible…

    

    Last reply by irishman, February 20, 2009
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    The Judgment Seat

    June 14, 2012 by 282Mikado

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    I wrote this a couple years ago when facing a few scriptural battles with some family members. The Judgment Seat Well God here I am, my life’s over you see, It was living hell, but it mastered not me. I’ve been through a lot on the world it is true. So open the gates and I’ll just pass on through. The trials that you faced were a test from above, To see if you’d taste of the Saviors sweet love. But anger you chose instead of salvation And now you are sent to eternal damnation. Greetings redeemer, I sure hope I am saved, All the commandments I am sure I obeyed. One special request if you would be so kind Don’t let it be said I left my wealth behind. Dear rich …

    

    Last reply by 1John2:15-17, June 15, 2012

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    The King

    July 29, 2009 by dadof4

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    The King from a-top the mountains The King from beneath the stone The King of flowing fountains Shall come unto His own He'll come with trumpet sound He'll come with wondrous might His glory will shine around It will be a glorious sight He'll rule over all the land He'll rule over every sea He'll rule over grass and sand He'll rule over ever galaxy His Kingdom He will bring Down to earth below His glory we will sing Our lives, to Him, we'll show Our King, we should praise And lift His name on high Our voices we will raise So they reach up to the sky The King is full of grace His mercy, He gives to you When we loo…

    

    Last reply by dadof4, July 29, 2009
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    The King of Fools

    November 12, 2011 by irishman

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    The King of Fools He did all the debauchery he could And seldom cared for what he should; He used his gifts for evil fuels, And soon became the king of fools. Every day became a charm With Satan’s delights, arm and arm; Never looking too far ahead, Toward Judgment Day--a day of dread. He said in his heart “There is no God” As on God’s earth he daily trod; By his actions and immoral ways, He denied the Lord, The “Length of Days“; Caring nil for man nor beast, He made evil his lovely feast-- Laid aside all good and right, Embraced the darkness every night. None can tell of all his ways The “charm” of evil, as sin decays; Will lead him to a foolish …

    

    Last reply by irishman, November 12, 2011
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    The King's Daughter

    January 21, 2006 by Guest Guest

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    The Kings Daughter by Katy-Anne Binstead [i]

    

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    The Last Years

    January 27, 2022 by Razor

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    “I counted my years and found that I have less time to live from here on than I have lived up to now. I feel like that child who won a packet of sweets: he ate the first with pleasure, but when he realized that there were few left, he began to enjoy them intensely. I no longer have time for endless meetings where statutes, rules, procedures and internal regulations are discussed, knowing that nothing will be achieved. I no longer have time to support the absurd people who, despite their chronological age, haven't grown up. My time is too short: I want the essence, my soul is in a hurry. I don't have man…

    

    Last reply by John Young, January 28, 2022

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