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Array ( [sid] => 23073 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => true existence [time] => 2003-09-11 15:35:00 [hometext] => i try to express feelings . [bodytext] => Sometimes i feel that life is a game
unfair and realistic....yet completely insane
A dark dreary place where love is devoid
unwary suspended citizens searching for a voice

A voice to lead the way to a new world
someone who will respond to their words
Feeling cold and tired and useless each day
wondering why it is a game they must play

Is there a way of true foundation?
why is there no way to prove creation?
Some find happiness in the things of the world
and some find happiness in things not heard

Through all these feelings i try to keep in mind
that there is happiness in a presence divine
A glory so spectacular it defies definition
a being so powerful He is beyond description

There is proof all around me that He really exists
and I know that He loves me just the way that I sit
Upon this cold chair yearning for fulfillment
I find in my heart a place of warm attainment

His name is God and He is my king
He brought forth creation and made me a being
His son is Jesus Christ and He laid down His life
that I may have freedom to live and feel alive

Christ is my Savior and He will never lie
God is my Father and He will never die
I love them both beyond all compare
and I wait for the time that I will be there

In Heaven with my Father
His son at His side
a family all perfect
and love in my life.....
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 225 [topic] => 11 [informant] => xavier_dt1 [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
true existence

Contributed by xavier_dt1 on Thursday, 11th September 2003 @ 03:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry



Sometimes i feel that life is a game
unfair and realistic....yet completely insane
A dark dreary place where love is devoid
unwary suspended citizens searching for a voice

A voice to lead the way to a new world
someone who will respond to their words
Feeling cold and tired and useless each day
wondering why it is a game they must play

Is there a way of true foundation?
why is there no way to prove creation?
Some find happiness in the things of the world
and some find happiness in things not heard

Through all these feelings i try to keep in mind
that there is happiness in a presence divine
A glory so spectacular it defies definition
a being so powerful He is beyond description

There is proof all around me that He really exists
and I know that He loves me just the way that I sit
Upon this cold chair yearning for fulfillment
I find in my heart a place of warm attainment

His name is God and He is my king
He brought forth creation and made me a being
His son is Jesus Christ and He laid down His life
that I may have freedom to live and feel alive

Christ is my Savior and He will never lie
God is my Father and He will never die
I love them both beyond all compare
and I wait for the time that I will be there

In Heaven with my Father
His son at His side
a family all perfect
and love in my life.....




Copyright © xavier_dt1 ... [ 2003-09-11 15:35:00]
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Re: true existence (User Rating: 1 )
by sia on Thursday, 12th May 2011 @ 08:29:49 AM AEST
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it's beautiful..
nice work.




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