Man said it's the devil to blame.
The devil said is it me again.
Scripture says man willfully sins.
But the truth of the matter.
Is man needs someone to blame.

Love is like a rose when in full bloom.
The aroma that emerges entwines lovers in a mystery.
White is of purity and innocence untold.
The red of their love,as it grows deeper with every passing day.
The pink, peach, violet and amber are of days shared together.
The green symbolizes jealousy, as their love withers and dies.
The thorns then begin to prickle,as purity and innocence is swallowed up.
But roses are red and violets are blue.
And love is still pure as a white rose in full bloom.

I seem to be on a rollercoaster.
No sooner have i said peace.
And here comes the upheaval.
How long, how long.
I don't think I'll find an answer.
But hey look at me,
I'm still here.
Jotting my thoughts down on a paper.

Keep me under the Shadow of your Wings
Summer comes and Summer the goes.
Winter comes and Winter goes.
But the enduring Word of our God shall never pass away.
Summer comes the flowers begin to bloom.
Birds return from their legthy flight, children laughing and playing in the street.
The awesome sight of a daffodil in bloom.
Peach tree's arrayed with blossoms of pink.
As the yesterday and forever tree, set's off a fragrance that fills the air.
Stealthily creeps the sun up from the east.
A magnificent sight is this to see, as she moves further and further into the deep blue sky.
As I look upon these wondrous works,my heart begins to jump in leaps and bounds.
As my soul magnifies our dear King.

The Devil
Doesn’t tear you down
He builds you up
Until

You believe you can
Do it alone
Then he smiles
As you fall

And you always fall

Let not our hearts be troubled, as we wait upon the Lord.
Help us not to stumble,in case we fail to rise.
Help us not to exalt ourselves, lest we be taken down.
Help us not to remove  our eyes from you,
Lest You turn your face the other way.
Help us not to close our ears, lest from you we do not hear.
Help us to know our sins, that righteousness we do not esteem as our own.
Help us always to see the needs of others, so we may give a lending hand.
Help us not to faulter
but to seek you while you may be found.
Turn not Your back from us because it is your pity we require.
Do not harden Your heart against us because sheoul is not a place we  seek.
But make us now a written  letter and place us in Your heart.
Seal us with Your signet ring and in there will I abide.