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Good or bad, I encourage everyone to post comments (constructive critics prefered) about what ever you may read below. I'm no great writer, but I have fun with it. Hope you enjoy. Editors NOTE: For the record...I have included some poems that I wrote while being in sad/dark places. Writting down those feelinigs and thoughts would help get perspective on being sad. So I included them just to say, if you have ever felt this way, you are not alone. Write your own feelings down. Read over them and maybe share them with someone you love/who loves you. Don't let it bottle up.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

(Through Salvations Blood) "My Blind Eyes See"


The Fathers Plan ~ a virgins womb
A baby, Holy Ghost conceived
He came to save ~ from hells doom
All sinners who will believe

Crown of thorns ~ Blood stained brow
The driven nails in His hands and feet
All sin of man ~ the Father’s disavow
The Word of God prophecy complete

( chorus )
I close my eyes, imagine all that Jesus did and had to be
Through Salvations Blood my blind eyes see, it all
Is for me

The keys to hell ~ the tombs stone rolled away
The one that death could never hold
Raised from the dead ~ in heaven till the day
The Father shouts go, bring my children home

( chorus )
I close my eyes, imagine all that Jesus did and had to be
Through Salvations Blood my blind eyes see, it all
Is for me
(Repeat Chorus)


Words Written by god’s inspiration, using the hands of:
Ray Winkleman © April 2010
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