Tune: Crimond
('The Lord's my Shepherd')
Psalm 100
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Make joyful noise unto the Lord
All lands, faithful His word
Serve the Lord with gladness and come
And make your heart His home
Come before His presence singing
To Him your worship bring
Thus know that He the Lord God is
And ever be, true this
It is He that has made us, we
Have not made ourselves, see
We are His people, and the sheep
Of His pasture, loved deep
Enter His gates with thanksgiving
Praise, thanks unto Him bring
And bless His name, for the Lord He
Is good, gives grace, mercy
His mercy is everlasting
And of it we may sing
His truth endures even unto
All generations true
- Author: orchidee ( Offline)
- Published: May 22nd, 2023 02:03
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6. Baaa! More sheep.
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 6
Comments3
Flock .. this is seriously a serious hymn poem 🐏🐑🐏🐑
Thanks N. Argh - ahh, it's OK, it's not the F word.
Me next poem will be 18+. Here's verse 1 for you:
Ohhh, FFFFFFFFFFFFFFF and F
And furthermore, FFFFFFFFFFFFF
And even FFFFFFFFFFFFFF and more F's
What more can I say but FFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!
F for Fido of course!
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
Thankfulness is such a rare substance these days. It is nice to hear it. Good write.
Thanks SB.
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