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Faith is the ultimate during crises of epic proportions - a religious poem. |
| Brought to bear, these merit chases… Love is there, in tolls He graces. Hapless neurons - failure, sadness. So distraught, then feeling gladness. A now great force - a mighty spirit. Holding back the sun - they near it. Facing struggles, such pure lives. Admiringly, a person thrives. Now they draw an inside strait; New York to the Golden Gate. Through the mist and latent fog, A prince is labeled as a frog. The horse now strides - a longer track Sees them chasing from the back. Youth and seniors’ happenstance. Middle-aged, a starry glance… The Lord Almighty, Our Creator! Simply revel - such theatre. Feeling Christ’s sheer radiance Is our faith’s true reverence! The Great One’s telling, gleaming strength, So positive - a gorgeous length; His vital truth, significance Behold a gifted relevance… |