Vanity
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The canvas awaiting the artist’s brush Which seems to tarry without a rush What anguish waiting to be born A bland field of white so forlorn It is clouds that veil the sullen heart The early morning darkness not far apart I wonder why there is empty reign Not hurt, not sad, just apathy’s pain Read more
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Upon what thing beautiful shall my gaze alight? Something in a shallow place that is tempting and alluring? Where soon after a determined arrival, there is acute disappointment and an unsatisfied feeling of despair accompanied with an ugliness wrought from all things faded. I thought once the glimmer of the lonely moon which shone upon Read more
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“For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?” Ecclesiastes 6:12 (NKV) Our nature fallen Our paths so sullen; Pathetic attempts seeking Fulfilled hearts swollen. Those Read more
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For thus saith the Lord that created the heavens; God himself that formed the earth and made it; he hath established it, he created it not in vain, he formed it to be inhabited: I am the Lord; and there is none else. Isaiah 45:18 (KJV) I. Prologue Listen Listen as the Lord does speak, Words to Read more
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They that observe lying vanities forsake their own mercy. But I will sacrifice unto thee with the voice of thanksgiving; I will pay that that I have vowed. Salvation is of the Lord. Jonah 2:8,9 (KJV) Look not upon emptiness, Place no value there. Panic not upon distress, Cleave to vanity, know despair. Observe your breath Read more
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