400 Miles

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400 miles; a walk in path not an aisle 
Yeah Eyes can see; ears can hear 
Good tidings to fill their void

No retreats, no surrender!
A match forward only...
Like foot soldiers for the cross not just our cause 
We do a few to save some more; We do some more to save a few

400 lives, a walk in path to  ease their hurts 
You give some smiles to fix some lives 
To be saviors in a dieing world 
A world so wide yet so nigh, 
Not far at all but right across...

400 souls, we know we care!
We glide and fly, grease and grace 
Like angels to wanton souls 
A life of bliss, truly divine 
This we have but time is key!

Motivate, captivate , activate 
Make a soul...
vine makers and keepers
We Keep the vine not the wine 
For it's No meat and drink but great life and power 
through love and hope

400 miles,a walk in path; no length of some aisle 
Make a soul!






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YOU

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I see you again…

this afternoon, right beside me, no sunshine but distant car screeching,honks, wailing baby, barking dog, grinding metals, all at once beneath the blowing winds that move the trees across my window

My thoughts became vivid images as I read the news, recalled  events and pondered deeply, almost about every thing all at once

This time I see my wretchedness in the contrast of your persistent love, your kindest mercy, because     I knew deep within I was no better than those I read about, in pain and death, some in eternal grief, limited choices and broken spirit

It leaves me to wonder how much worth I really am?

If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far sides of the earth, when I run into the depth of hell, 

your there…when i awake from sleep…
Day by day, all was written in your word before ever i came to be
Full of wonder…fearfully made
You’re there always with me…you yes you
Only you…so close i can feel the very scent of your touch…the very breath of your nostrils…quenching the fires of my illicit wants
You alone shielding me from the fiery darts that thrust at me daily
You, forgiving thousands and cleansing nations and peoples
You who ride on the fermaments for my defense…ungrateful me
It is just you again at my trail as i sail yonder…
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