Short Stories

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Beacon of Truth
UNDER HIS FEET



Under His feet, all grace doth abound

No clamorous pride, or vain thing is found

No slander or envy, abide in this place

Only simple dispensation of glorious grace


Where war is not war, but just recompence

To teach others to find, Where all darkness ENDS

No shadows of turning, for just are His ways

Where all whom look up, are awed and amazed

His mercies are tender, His truth is the sword

He gathers and nurtures, His flock in His word


He leads us, and guides us, conforms us to be

His measure of stature, In likeness to HE

As HE calls out your name, HE speaks to the wind

Your heart does HE wash, His domain within


For in a twinkling, HE changes our heart

To make us HIS witness, A TRUE WORK OF ART

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