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We Are His Body Poem from: Faith Collection
Winning the Lost at all cost, Pushing back the darkness, Is the name of the game Some think we’re crazy, Maybe being abandoned to Christ Qualifies us - insane
Reaching into the shadows, To touch those who are in need, Going deeper into the darkness, And planting the gospel’s seed
A lighthouse that is burning, Shining the way to sanctuary in the night, A sword that is swirling, warming Cold souls and fighting midnight frights
A hand outstretched offering Healing and restoration A heart pounding passionately To see the sinners reconciliation
This is our race, and our inheritance This is by Grace, and not our achievements.
We are His Body
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Contact Samuel Connelly 316.640.8229 Obviously I sell most of my writings, so I don't give the best stuff online, however, I am not opposed to handing out a few morsels and other tasty treats, so feel free to sample some of my stuff that has been published in either literary magazines, online, or in writing contests. Other Poems by SamTheWriter
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