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Sonnet For The Thunderstorm
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Inscribed upon the cloudy dome of heav'n,
I see in silver ink, the Master's hand.
The scrape of mighty quill on paper s...
That All Might Be Saved. . .
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Now hid in shame, now stained with sin and death;
The earth with hard rebellion doth cry.
But o'er the din there sings ...
Lost To Sin
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Lost within a maze of feeling,
Stumbling through the dark.
Living on a mem'ry fleeting,
A dim and fading mark.
None...
Transformation
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Given to the darkest deep, despair was my lone friend.
A hated soul mate, wicked sin would seal my fiery end.
Mind and ...