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[hometext] => Group Writes are started in the forums, and once finished added here. Please feel free to join in, or contact the moderators for more information. (The poem is set out with the contributing author's name above their contribution to this group write.)
[bodytext] => Putteragain wrote: Lord: Lord O’ King of kings Here my voice As it sings Songs of praise Lifted up Voices raise Lord Lord O’King of Kings Glory to you My song brings sandy poetrygodslove wrote: LORD : LORD O KING OF KINGS WE LIFT OUR HANDS TO YOU IN PRAISE WE THANK YOU LORD FOR EVERYTHING O BLESSED BE YOUR NAME. SING PRIASES WE PRAISE THEE WE LIFT UP OUR VOICES TO THE MIGHTY KING. WE SHOUT WE SING WE MAGNIFY YOU LORD WE SING WE DANCE WE HONOR THE LORD. Stitch wrote: A little late, but here are my 2 c Forever you have reigned on high but today our banners touch the sky for we have seen your awesome love in the son you sent us from above Ever more I long to sing Praises to my Savior King! Jellybellyprincess wrote: Joy and wonder are yours alone to rain out from thy holy throne. My sins, they have been truly atoned (for?). Joy and wonder are yours alone. Jarmen_Kell wrote: 1. Behold, o Lord The fallen warrior now risen again To thy favour! Behold, o God The lost returning back To the threshold of Light. The road be long and tiring And the night be dark fraught with danger But oh Lord, let me not desert the path! Let me not desert the Way to Eternal Glory, Let me not falter, but rise once more: Just as how the Arabian Phoenix Purges itself in death to rise renewed, rejuvenated: Yea, Lord, bless us both: my beloved and I With the waters of no more pain. 2. Ye deities, guardian spirits Borne of and for our Lord, Thou knoweth mine quest: Let me have the privillege of carrying Thine banner in conquest, Let me have the privillege of bearing Thine glory to the masses. Along the shores of Salford, ye Gods, Let me place the foundations to a tower: A tower of precious ivory, a sanctum of purest alabaster, A spire to tower over Albion, A new Carbonek of one-and-eighty hundred steps Which I hope to bear my love over to Paradise. Clement Gods, let each one of thee be A tower to guard the stairs, A bulwark to strengthen the hallowed structure, A battlement to defend the Lord's Sanctum Within! Let each brick, let each column of this tower Be consecrated in the Name Of our Father in Heaven- Yea, Lord, bless us both: my beloved and I With the waters of no more pain. 3. Ancestor spirits, in heaven blessed Who walked the earth before we ever did, I pray thee: Pray for us, pray for all of us now, Now and in the moment Of our deaths. Yea, Lord, bless us both: my beloved and I With the waters of no more pain. Mad-Mancunian wrote: 1. No, not onto us o Lord, But for Thy Majesty Do we do our work; No, not onto us o ye Gods, But for Thy Glory Do we work righteousness upon the earth. O Father, Hallowed be Thy Name before the earth O Gods, Blessed be Thy Miracles before the nations, Let us be numbered among the enlightened, Let us be worthy of the gift of Salvation, O Lord. 2. Let us pray for the peace of the earth, Thy Name, oh Lord, is a tower for the sentry, A refuge for the weak, A sanctuary for the afflicted. I will close myself in Thee, Oh Lord I will heal myself in Thee. Blessed be Thy Miracles before the nations, Let us be numbered among the enlightened, Let us be worthy of the gift of Salvation, O Lord. 3. Before the nations of the earth, Let me become holy and pure once again, Flesh is brought into accord with the Spirit, The Heart is reconciled with the Mind, The Mundane with the Divine. Raise me up from the dead, o ye Gods Raise me up again, cleansed and purified That I may consummate the Great Work. Raise me up again, as a living Monument Raise me up once more as Testament To Thy Wonders! Blessed be Thy Miracles before the nations, Let us be numbered among the enlightened, Let us be worthy of the gift of Salvation, O Lord. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 411 [topic] => 45 [informant] => YPDC_Group_Writes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => group )
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