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LOVE IS A MAN | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. LOVE IS THE KEY. LOVE HIM →. LOVE IS A MAN. Love is a man who died on a cross. Nobody knew the power of His loss. Taking the weight of all of our shame. The past and the present, future blame. The darkened clouds grew overhead. Mourning the man who was now dead. People wept, they’d lost a friend. Never to see His like again. Three days passed and He awoke. Proving satan was a joke. Love is a man who went through hell. To bring us back to God as well. LOVE IS THE KEY.

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ETERNAL LIFE | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. I’ve got this insurance, it just cannot fail. It’s certainly foolproof and pays on the nail. It covers the seasons of plenty and strife. It’s backed by the promise of eternal life. The eternal salesman will knock at your door. By letting Him enter, your prospects will soar. He’ll leave a memento, a guide to your plan. By quoting you happy, he’ll do all He can. The catch is quite simple, you follow His rules. To keep you apart from a world full of fools. On I MET A MAN.

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LORD, I PLACE YOU | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. LORD, I COME →. LORD, I PLACE YOU. Lord, I place You at the head. Of everything I do. Whatever comes along my road. I give it all to You. There is no fear in Jesus Christ. He is my all in all. Here beside me when I’m glad. Supports me when I fall. There is no other that I trust. They’ll always let you down. Being human is so tough. We wear faults like a crown. But having Jesus as your guide. Gives you a better chance. Of being someone different. To all those in a trance.

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LORD | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. LORD, I PLACE YOU →. Lord, why did You die for me. When You knew I would let You down. Lord, You went through that agony. So I would wear a crown. If only I would seek Your face. And put You in Your rightful place. Stop hogging all the time and space. Then You would have the chance. To change the me that I’ve become. Who likes to be the number one. And fit You in when there’s some guilt. That wraps around me like a quilt. There’s parts of me that still rebel.

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LOVE HIM | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. LOVE IS A MAN. You give Him your service. Your money, your gifts. That will give Him a lift. As long as you’re busy. And doing His will. Then all’s hunky dory. You’re fitting the bill. Sadly, through all this. You’re missing the mark. God wants your love. Not a dog that can bark. If you would just praise Him. And thank Him for you. Then all of your problems. Would fade out of view. So tell Him you love Him. You’ll bless Him that way. His blessings are awesome.

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LOSE YOUR LIFE | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. Lose your life to gain it. Stop looking at yourself. Try to be as Jesus was. Climb down off your shelf. You reside in stagnant wells. Devoid of love and grace. Selfishness of me and mine. You may want to stay like that. After all, your’e saved. But you’ll miss the treasured path. That God, for you, has paved. Drink the living water. Rise up from your grave. You were meant for better things. To live the life He gave. On July 25, 2015 in Christian Poetry. On I MET A MAN.

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ANGLICANS ANONYMOUS | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. We are members of an army. Anglicans we’re proud to be. Always ready for a battle. Love to set the captives free. Armed and ready for the conflict. Satans demons have no chance. Then I wake up from my slumber. Back I go into my trance. We are members of an order. Say the words that threaten ozone. Do not want to cause a fuss. We’re equipped to spread the gospel. But we seem to hold our tongue. Maybe we should bite the bullet. Go and preach to everyone. JUST PAST THE BEND.

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WHO AM I? | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. Who am I, I hear you ask. Peering from my vacuum flask. Snug and safe from all intrusion. No ingression, no confusion. Allow you near to know my name. Light specifics is my game. Try to rummage, I invert. Raise my shield to stop the hurt. Fear and envy clothe my soul. But the past has taken toll. I’m a jelly easily shaken. Worth and confidence forsaken. Come on in, but stay away. I’m not brave enough today. All this talk of God is fine. But He’s not a friend of mine.

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SOFT SCOOP | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. I’m wrestling with the ice cream. Inside this soft scoop box. My spoon is bent,my patience spent. I’m trying to outfox. The barrier before me. To get my just dessert. I’ll hack at that unyielding mass. No matter what the hurt. But hey,where is my patience. Why don’t I let it melt. Surely it will taste the same. If time and me both dwelt. Perhaps this is my problem. Too hasty in my ways. A Martha living in my skin. To be a Mary pays. So if I wait upon The Lord.

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LOTTERY | VERSICAL RHYMES

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Christian Poetry From An Anglican. LOSE YOUR LIFE →. If you did a lottery. That didn’t have a prize. Would you keep on doing it. Or hasten its demise. If you did a job of work. That didn’t pay a wage. Would you keep on doing it. Or stomp off in a rage. Do we serve The Lord our God. For what He can supply. Thinking that He’ll bless us. If His name we gladly cry. When our prayers don’t work out right. Or worship Him for who He is. The One who holds us tight. On July 19, 2015 in Christian Poetry.