Christmas
It’s your choice… Christ came and, Heaven is now accessible. Reconciling man to God, Inviting appeasement between all. Singing praises and hymns, Towards the Everlasting
It’s your choice… Christ came and, Heaven is now accessible. Reconciling man to God, Inviting appeasement between all. Singing praises and hymns, Towards the Everlasting
Lord, I feel so much rejection, Life passes me by and then oblivion. Friends got married And I’m still waiting. They had children And my
Lord, I feel so much rejection, Life passes me by and then oblivion. Friends got married And I’m still waiting. They had children And my
I am the king of the jungle I am a very majestic animal I live in groups called a pride Consisting mainly of females and
I see your pain I can only pray That your healing will descend From the Heavenlies And that you will arise With the resurrection power of
( This poem was inspired from the fact that the following verse, II Chronicles 7:14, is so often misquoted. The phrase in bold is often
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