His Miracles For Me
You made the trees
You made the seas
You made the sky
You made me
You set me free
You gave me peace
I thank you Lord
for creating me
I give you the Glory and Praise
for always loving me
I bow down before You on bended knee
To thank you for loving and setting me free
Because of Your Son's sacrifice I have Salvation
So I can be with You at the Eternal Celebration
ccslim commented on His Miracles For Me
06-25-2009
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 |
| My Dream Of Love And Peace | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
| The Almighty's Ways and Truth | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
| My Trials and Successes | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
| In Honor of My Child From Up Above | 1 | 06/25/2009 |
| What Is A Mother | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
| His Miracles For Me | 1 | 06/24/2009 |
| Mindless Abyss | 1 | 06/24/2009 |
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