Crush
Put all the grain on the altar Crush it. Crush it into fine powder Pour in the oil. Let it […]
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The Pen, the Life
The pen, the life My ink is a river—washing clean a drowning mind, Every dot is a messenger calling souls
Count it All Joy
Count it all Joy Count it all joy When suffering rattles your being, And brings you down to your knees
Finally Here!
PsalmSongspiration. It’s finally here… … a compilation of thirty poetic expressions—songs of gratitude inspired by the Psalms and the words
I Come
I Come Father, I come to you, thirsty as I am, A soul parched in the heat of the wilderness
Shepherd me, Father
Shepherd Me, Father Shepherd me, Father Direct my hooves to the highlands, Feed me with the greenest grass of open
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