Antichrist, or the Reunion of Christendom: An Ode (Gilbert Keith Chesterton Poems)
Are they clinging to their crosses,F. E. Smith,Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses,Are they, Smith?Do they, fasting, trembling, bleeding,Wait the news ...
Are they clinging to their crosses,F. E. Smith,Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses,Are they, Smith?Do they, fasting, trembling, bleeding,Wait the news ...
The sand of our sin held within our clay giving way to Your Word when it is poured in washing ...
In our journey of faith away from the world changed from our old selves transformed by Your Word Washed by ...
Years of rebellion the corrosive sand of my sin filling me completely not letting You in Slowly but surely adding ...
Our living journey washed by living waters Your Word alive, washing over us The sand of our sin as a ...
From our clay from our bodies the baskets of our spirits washed with living water Slowly, with a purpose immersed ...
The water of Your Word washing the basket of our clay the sand of our sin inexorably giving way The ...
Are they clinging to their crosses, F. E. Smith, Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses, Are they, Smith? Do they, fasting, ...
It was Karl Shapiro who wrote in his 'Defence of Ignorance' how many poets Go mad or seem to be ...
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