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Post by Watchman on Aug 22, 2007 10:46:10 GMT -5
written by Sister Samantha. Thank you so much Sister!I once was without sight, so blind I couldn't see the Light, bound to sin, not having the Light within. But now Jesus the lover of my soul, cleansed and made my fully whole, never again to walk the dark night of sin, since Jesus my Saviour took me in. And now I can say, I remember the pit from whence He took me out, and there's never a good reason to ever doubt, If you ask me how it happend I'll say, It is He, Jesus saved my soul and set me free!
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Sister Samantha
Contributing Member
True Sister, ears to hear!
Maranatha! Soon, Jesus is gonna split the sky!
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Post by Sister Samantha on Oct 18, 2007 11:56:11 GMT -5
The Weavers Poem. (I didn't write it) My life is but a weaving, between my God and me, I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily, Oftimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride, Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside. Not till the loom is silent, and shuttles cease to fly, Will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why. The dark threads are as needful in the skillful Weaver's hand, As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned. God bless!! Maranatha!
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