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He loves me and he feels my pain
He holds me till I'm well again,
I don't have to tell him how I feel
He knows the hurt to me is real,
Lifting me up when I'm sad
I'm still the apple of his eye when I'm mad!
He knows all my sins yet he forgives and loves me!
Wonderful, Awesome, Merciful Master is what I see!
11-10-2009
graceladymn commented on Complete
08-26-2009
08/26/2009
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Moments In The Making | 0 | 12/31/2009 |
| The Rapture of it All | 0 | 09/21/2009 |
| Watching | 0 | 08/26/2009 |
| Complete | 2 | 08/26/2009 |
| My Fate | 1 | 08/26/2009 |
| Farewell | 1 | 08/06/2009 |
| The Pastor's Wife | 1 | 08/06/2009 |
| Amazing Father | 1 | 08/06/2009 |
| True Embrace | 1 | 08/06/2009 |
| Words | 1 | 08/05/2009 |
| Spirit Of A Friend | 1 | 08/05/2009 |
| Impressions of Me | 1 | 08/05/2009 |
| Strenght | 0 | 08/05/2009 |
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