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03 Dec 2014

Sin’s Deceit and The Place of Princes

In first it creeps Not with a jolt, But pin-like fingers Of assault, It scurries round Rather than linger, Awakens feelings Of pleasure; But danger. I opened up the door a crack It seemed harmless looking back. Should I close it For a passing prickle? Or to withstand And not

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24 Nov 2014

“Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed?”

Written By: Isaac Watts (1674–1748) Performed here by: Wayfarer I discovered this version thanks to this blog: http://thegoodchristianmusicblog.com/ Other neat versions of the song have been done by Sojourn, Red Mountain Church, and Koine Music, and you should seriously check out all those links. The lyrics in full are below, and

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23 Nov 2014

On Decorating (For Our Wedding)

Here’s part 2 on “The Wedding Chronicles,” which is basically just a bit of fun I’m having reminiscing. You can see the first poem “On Our Engagement” here. On Decorating (For Our Wedding) We pulled into the church The evening before And I couldn’t open Up the car door. “I

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19 Nov 2014

On Our Engagement

I’ve been remembering our engagement and wedding day lately. Close friends of ours are getting married soon, and last time we got together they came prepared without about 30 questions on marriage. I think that got my memory rolling. It also helps that I’ve been doing a bible study on

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17 Nov 2014

The New Convert, By William Cowper

The new-born child of gospel grace, Like some fair tree when summer’s nigh, Beneath Emmanuel’s shining face Lifts up his blooming branch on high. No fears he feels, he sees no foes, No conflict yet his faith employs, Nor has he learnt to whom he owes The strength and peace

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16 Nov 2014

Mankind In Heaven

In Heaven joy will be so great That here it hurts to taste it, Where all our walls come crumbling down No friendship will be wasted. Bitter envy and jealous strife No more to come between us, Sisters who had once “cut their ties” Greet again with glowing eyes. A

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