OPEN YOUR EYES
This Heavenly Retreat
Your Glorious Majesty
I open my eyes
Your creations I see
Through all the gifts
You have given to us
We learn to fellowship
and we learn how to trust
We see your Glory
In everyone here
Your a gracious God
Who takes away our fear
We learn to Love
through you O' Lord
Because your Bible
Is now our Sword
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| NOW I SEE | 2 | 07/13/2009 |
| I GIVE MY LIFE TO YOU | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| FREE WILL | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| NEW LIFE II | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| A NEW LIFE | 1 | 07/13/2009 |
| GLORY TO YOU | 2 | 07/13/2009 |
| OPEN YOUR EYES | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| BLESSINGS AT HAND | 3 | 07/13/2009 |
| MY BLESSED GIFT | 2 | 07/13/2009 |
| DO NOT JUDGE | 2 | 07/13/2009 |
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