The Churches are empty this Sunday
The malls, conversely, are full...
I have faith in God
His staff and His rod...
I love you lord, for always being there.
When no one else would lend a hand, you cared...
Prickly little things
Ranting for the world to come hither, but...
Getting along
sounds like a dream...
My Marvelous Lord
He meets me wherever I trod, besides my bed or in...
So why do you pour it out
No one is making any sense...
Existence... is a simple thing,
it either is or it is not...
We came, we fell
a battle call...
Years ago, man sought it's passage
Built pyramids, towers...
I LOVE THIS MAN!
He is; my Savior, my Lord, my Brother, my Friend...
My heart beat's a faithful song
once covered by my sin...