remypoe
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a man after God's own heart
Posts: 17
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Post by remypoe on Mar 11, 2006 10:55:43 GMT -5
The glorious intimidation of God's Holy Love Letter, written to my lost and wounded spirit, locked within the cell of fear. Among the shadows of confusion, shackled to the terror of unworthiness, blinded to the redemptive sacrifice that continues to cleanse. Enlightening the metamorphosis, ongoing in the realm of darkness, that is my broken and contrite heart.
The treasure of my soul, valued beyond measure by the One who created me, this world that stands in opposition to the purpose of its making. Divine Author of the verse that woos my nature into an original glory of identity; with each stanza of holy devotion, drawing nearer to the adoration of an agape love. A love that sees what is to come, and pens the righteousness engraved on my soul.
The melodious tempo of the meter, that sings of a hope beyond all things, a divine orchestration composed by the purity of a holy symphony. Even behind this wall of fear and shame, through the darkened reaches of my own sinful mire, comes the lyrical elegy of the Gospel Song of my salvation.
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Post by Betty on Mar 11, 2006 12:38:48 GMT -5
So lovely. It is the Gospel Song of everyones salvation who will accept it.
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