Weep Now Dear Saints

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
For the world a lesson to be shared and taught.

Submitted: September 22, 2009

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Weep now dear Saints for the lost
for the wages of sin pay dear the cost.
Yield never to the dark side.
Watch overhead as storm clouds form.
Bow your prideful heads, time to reform
and take refuge here inside.
 
Evil rides the north wind hard.
It extracts the pellets, each cold shard
and flings them to the earth.
Come now the tempest that killing storm.
Yet, You are here to keep my spirit warm
and spare me Satan's mirth.
 
Let me rest here in this harbor safe.
Shield me, love me, Your tender waif
until this storm does abate.
Fill this, Your vessel with Your tender love
and shower me with blessings from above.
Let You, my longing sate.


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