| (Click on Title) Last to Sleep The Framework Good Things, Too Needlessness In View Pure Thoughts With Ash Sinful Man |
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Last to Sleep (Miraculous Daughter) |
Miraculous Daughter You mold with words Structure to every household A woman's love to gently lead You are not a quitter You are the first to rise, and the last to sleep Kindness irons out wrinkled homes. Your prayers make God laugh 'Cause He's found favor in love. At times you feel small Never do you fail from discouragements Winter's dust is good to you. Joy is in your giving You are a Miraculous Daughter. James Collins |
The Framework |
Bones aged Everything now is a task Mystery of movement ridicules me And laughter tapered to silence Dew rivers down God delighted the framework But why did He commit Nature to age sin? On the tips of butterflies Passengers hitch rides Bugs precious recyclers Everything finds its place Even pain within the body James Collins |
Good Things, Too |
What I do not want Tries to pile up in my mind Then Satan extends position There's the good things, too Pictures of Beauty colors - colors - colors Kittens that come to stay Upon beds and laps they lay Purring day and night They are part of family ties And they let all know it. James Collins |
Needlessness |
| Life's reminder That it is good to be alive Same wounds just a different day. I carry needless burden Can I write with compassion Love that I've never known Listen for music in human heart A world held up by ink. We need not keep distance God chastes our writers Given to written smells That the Lord somehow brings to life Love splashed with Ink James Collins |
In View |
| In the blue of morning Geese fill the sky Two columns that form The V Take Thy birds, Lord, Or cover them in flight Let many elude the canons That target the sky. They fly so gracefully Over California's men dressed in orange Others are participating in view. James Collins |
Pure Thoughts With Ash |
Sincerity needs no veil But here rich words are often misused Not all are brothers of the Order Jesus Christ Implores all to love No rotation to such a call Just the constant "Will Do" All learn that are willing One accord One hope Divine Happiness James Collins |
Sinful Man |
Pottage of bones Clay that radiates sin Against God it is so Hold dear to what He's given Then you'll start to understand All that is good Does not glitter Separate yourself And You'll inherit His Identity As He Made it so You have his Personal Proof of Service And won't be burned with the chaff. James Collins |
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