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  1. The magnificent seven bring in a hundred and fifty-three to thee.


    The magnificent seven bring in a hundred and fifty-three to thee.

    They rode the waves till early dawn a man on shore said cast the other side … There net was full with one hundred and fifty-three it must be our Lord … They rode ashore fit to burst they dare not ask is that you dear Lord … They sat and eat around the fire Jesus spoke do you love me feed my lambs … Do you love me feed my sheep … Then do you love me feed my sheep of course these are ...
  2. Hells Angels.


    Hells Angels.

    They were not hells Angels that sat in the tomb that day sent by God to help Jesus on his way … Back to the Father not to stay Jesus has risen and is on his way … The tomb clothes there they lay as a witness to those who came there that day … Jesus has risen that’s what they did say on that wonderful day.

    Up to John 21. Alan
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    Encouragement , Poetry , Teaching
  3. Hate 2.


    Hate 2.

    They want to nail me to a cross … How savage are these lot … My own people who hate me a lot … They want to take me away from my earthly family whom I love a lot … One Angel could come and wipe out these lot … There nailing me to the cross … I’m just a disciple following Jesus to the cross.

    John 14. Alan.
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    Encouragement , Poetry
  4. Drink to the King.

    Drink to the King.

    Drink to the King.

    Drink is a terrible thing if you’re not careful it will become your King … Ring your children slur your voice it’s your thing … Your insides begin to rot your liver will pickle a lot … Cause your loved one’s to worry a lot … In the gutter you will slot … Your pockets your King will sting as your head no longer thinks a lot … Where have your loved ones gone your King didn’t think of them a lot … Call out to Jesus he really does love ...

    Updated Aug 2nd 2013 at 05:26 AM by Amencorner

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    Encouragement , Poetry , Family , Society , Personal
  5. Our Kitty Cats

    Our Kitty Cats

    We prayed for our own kitty cat
    And God blessed us with two
    Who love it when we hug and pat
    And carry them 'round too.

    Born on a farm in Paraguay
    Then dropped off at a mall;
    We noticed them when we walked by -
    They looked so scared and small.

    Three weeks have passed since we came home
    With our two kitty cats
    And since then they have blossomed; grown
    And look much less like rats.
    ...

    Updated Dec 19th 2012 at 12:03 AM by paidforinfull

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    Poetry