Delightful we are
When our paths are straight,
With prayers heartfelt and frequent
When we kneel at night:
“Delightful Your Ways,
Your Church is still sacred,
Now two-thousand years later,
We can count ourselves blessed!”
Heave-ho, the world pulls,
Godless are her streets,
A struggle to be holy,
Godless are her homes.
Heave-ho to Satan’s
Tactics and diversion;
The horrors that raise his hackles:
A fresh Christian dispersion.
Gary Edward Geraci
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Comments1
A fine write Gary.
Thank you, O!
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