Welcome

Take me to the Place where the saints gather,
To the convention of the just made perfect;
Where the clouds of glory settle and tongues of fire dance;
To the atmosphere so pure that I come undone to be refined.
It is where David dances and Solomon sits to be taught;
A place whose gates Sampson’s strength does not qualify him to guard.
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When Things Fall Apart…Or Not.

When my heart becomes Yours and Your taste lingers on my tongue;
Because You’ve wooed me, and called me to taste and see how sweet.

When I breathe in Your presence with each passing breath;
Feel it pass from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet – empowering.

When I feel Your caress with every rubbing of my clothes,
Reminding me even in the darkest of moments how close You really are.
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