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The Greatest Need

The greatest need I've come to know
It doesn't always show
Is the need to walk with Him and grow

Breaking bread in your home
With a love of your own
All are needs
We all have known

Greater,none than this I say,
is the need to walk with Him
and grow each day

Hear me out, if foe or friend,
The life and love that does not end
Cost more than one could ever spend

The victory He gave us
Is the life He gave to save us
This friend we have in Jesus

So,lose your life
And then you'll find it
Walk with Him and grow

He will show you things you did not know
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Posted: Aug 2011
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cherryreggae

BABYLON "THE GREAT" IS FALLING

The truth is in the earth now,
Prophecy has to be fulfilled.
The life cycle of humanity,
Can no longer be concieled.
We are in the last days,
Revelation-means to reveal
Understanding the times we are in
Puts sight, into view

The economy world-wide is crumbling
Vastly in our midst.
People are suffering, daily hardship.
The entertainment business, is losing
It's distractive ability.
They can no longer push vanity,
On those who can see.

The earth is rapidly dyeing
The trees are, no longer thriving.
The air is so polluted, our minds are cloudy
& diluted.
Gmo's have destroyed, the nurishment of
Our core.

Mans destructive ways will soon be no more!!

The politicians deceives & can no longer achieve
The promises at hand, to make one believe.
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked.
Now it's time for the wicked to receive
All the corruption, devastation & greed that has been

Placed on the innocent, lost & meek.
It is only fair to say, what you sow, is what you reap!!

Wars and rumors of war's do plague the air we breath.
There is no denying this scripture, is to be.

Religion- means to separate.

Come back to the most high.
You do not have to go to church to call on THE GREAT, I AM's NAME
If you just open your heart, the spirit will raise. For all have sinned
But can be forgiven. It is not to late. That's the promise our lord has made.

Resist all government solutions for it is a delution.
Police state enforcement is not the resolution.
Pray for our soul, as weaponry, trials & tribulations unfold.
In our lifetime we will see, the coming of our majesty.
The greatest test of faith, is the endurance of this race
TO THE END.......
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Posted: Dec 2015
About this poem:
I wrote this poem to acknowledge all the prophecies coming to pass.
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spiritwalker

MY Friend JESUS

MY Friend JESUS

Jesus is my friend he walks with me in life
He takes my hand and guides me
Through the darkness into light
Never does forsake me and always by my side
He’s my one and only friend he’s never in disguise

I know I’d love to meet him this very special friend
For he gave me love and taught me he made me who I am
He taught me how to love and pray and to give it all away
When the days are dark and dreary
And the nights are long and cold
I call upon my Jesus he answers all my prayers

Written By
Dorothy Elaine Calvert
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Posted: Oct 2009
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adjhe

Life Is A Journey

Like stones on the path
of life for you to follow.
Not being certain what is
ahead of you.
With eyes opened you
challenged and succeeded
in every step.
Further down the road
you came as your life
proceeded.
Until you came to the
end of your path.
For now you leave having
laid the stones of life
for us to follow.
Knowing you will be there
in spirit to show us
the way.
For you i say God you
have our angel in heaven
today may she continue
on her journey with you.
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
for my aunt who passed away.
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SnowCoveredMuse

Who Today?

Do we still search
beyond the facade of life,
into the recesses of our souls,
for meaning that transcend ourselves?

Where are the Kants’
searching for the source of knowledge
deep within our experiences
in a metaphysical world?

Does Socrates’ still believe
that we carry within us all knowledge,
and that evil
is simply ignorance?

And does Zeno still
play with paradoxes
challenging the Gods to a race
and betting on the tortoise?

Is God still damned by Nietzsche
and life set upon our shoulders,
writing “ Thus Spake Zarathustra “
while going quietly insane?

Who today will challenge the course
that guides us on this path?
The thinker, the poet, the artist of thought,
so silent as time does pass.



~SAS 4-28-14
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Posted: Apr 2014
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godsprincessonline today!

I'm a Dreamer

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I dream of all kinds of things
Of Angels and butterfly wings
Shooting stars to make a wish on
Blessings from the rays of the sun

Streams of crystal clear water
Bright moon lite nights for lovers
Raindrops pattering on the roof
While reading my favorite book

Puffy white clouds in a deep blue sky
Finding romance with the right guy
Different scents blowing on a breeze
Tickling my nose tempting with a tease

Pearl drops in oysters left by ocean waves
Diamonds found in deep coal caves
Emeralds and Rubies flying on the wing
While listening to other birds as they sing

Rainbows following a summer’s storm
Bringing forth colorful flowers to form
Of all the wonderful things God has made
I am a dreamer and enjoy all His display
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Posted: Aug 2018
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justabum

Greatest Love

Welcome to Gods heart
Filled with endless love
He will grant you loving peace
And joy will conquer grieves

Do not be afraid
When your time shall come
You will find it all
In Gods loving heart

I am giving you this message
Of what my eyes have seen
One day you will find it all
The day you are touched by

The Greatest Love.
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Posted: Sep 2011
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byfaith

Empty Tomb

She saw it open; the tightly shut door. The guards were sleeping, transfixed on the floor. Long before daybreak, mary came to the tomb. His body was stolen, was what she assumed. She distraughted and confused, asked: where you laid him? She was not amused, seeing the "stranger" leaving. She spoke to him; assuming he was another. "Take me to him"! thinking, it's the gardener. The tomb door rolled; angels moved the stone. His garments he fold, for Jesus was alone. No trace or sight, he couldn't be found. Mary after a sleepless night, wondering, what went wrong?? He had indeed arisen, escaping from the grave. God's son; only begotten; therein empower, himself saved. He holds the reigns; lord, over life and death. Every knee shall bow, every tongue will confess: Jesus is lord!
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
Christ has indeed risen!
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jimmydean69

()----Twisted Dimensions----()

Twisted Dimensions.

Is it real, this pain I feel,
Am I right or have I totally lost site,
Smothering galaxies psychic truths,
Parallel dimensions twisted creations,
Find the right way the truth is it there,

I don’t know where,
I don’t know where,

Am I aware is this my fate to find the emptiness within
This debate, I cannot sleep, people look stare,
Are they really there,
Am I a mirror,
I feel like a terror,
Pain from soul not from heart,

I did not know from the start,
I do not know I just fall apart,
Fall apart leave this life find another,
Find out how traverse this immense universe is,

Look to see,
Find the key,
Don’t look at me,
I am free,

Not true I am trapped my mind is aware I’m stuck till I dare,
To follow myself into the lair,
Of hidden truths inside the mind,
To busy to know to keep track,
Flying soul lying whole,
Dying tree begins a new,

I have studied and studied and cannot find an answer,
Is it just a riddle this earth this fate this pain this debate,
Kama strikes again over and over I must learn quick,
I must master this trick,
Falling star out of the night,
How much beauty is foretold,
Am I sold???
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Posted: Dec 2019
About this poem:
just of the top of my head and the search for truth in life wow so taxing....lol enjoy
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galaxy15

Dream within a dream within a dream

Like the intricacy of a 3 dimensional chess game
where a winning move does not exist.
I have had a dream within a dream within a dream.

No sooner than the opening move is made,
the dream becomes the one within it,
the dream within a dream.

and the move contains itself.
It is its own event within one dream,
but,
shifts & moves the board around,
to become all moves on all boards,
a dream within a dream within a dream.
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
All dreams contain the Kernel of the movement.
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