Ad Links & Poetry
PSALMS 23
You are my shepherd,
for I shall not want.
In pastures green You lead me down to lie,
the quiet waters by.
My soul You restore again,
and me to walk You do make,
in the paths of righteousness,
for Your name's sake.
Yes, though I walk through death's dark vale,
Yet, I fear no ill;
for You are with me;
Your rod and staff comfort me still.
My table You have furnished,
in the presence of my foes.
You anoint my head with oil,
my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy shall surely,
all of my life follow me;
and in Your house forevermore shall I be.
by
Carol Ann Houseworth
National Center for Missing and Exploited Children
His eyes spoke words of love to me,
SATAN! Affiliates
but were they real?
Mine to him.
A real hug in front of people,
afraid to hug me by myself?
Later I told him how I felt.
Each eternally married with children.
We love each other from afar.
I know he admired me. He said so.
by
Carol Ann Houseworth
Liar, liar, liar, your soul is on fire.
For eternity you burn in hell.
God and I just think that's swell.
Never to live on, on the earth.
You never experienced Christ's rebirth.
Never asked for forgiveness of sin,
You never even asked Jesus in.
So now you're there to burn in Hell.
To go to heaven would have been swell!
by
Carol Ann Houseworth
Computers4SURE
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