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Created on: April 20, 2009 Last Updated: February 22, 2010
The Melody Of The Bible
Spoken And Said
You cause my yearnings,
speakers so fluid as doves
lovely messengers, you bring
me to desire the Gospel
words that make
New Testament.
Desire to hear of Him,
those fruits given
with mercy, healing
in his blood,
"joy for all the members
in the sorrows of the Head."
Such sounds man and woman
speak aloud, the words
of these sacred alliterations.
I want to hear you
tomorrow
read from the lectern;
hear: alit with candles
burning with life. Gift.
Gospel.
Church is for hearing
the Word.
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