Poetry

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© Bob Barra, 8-22-07

This worm below has set his gaze,
On the eagle’s lofty flight;
Desiring to see his God’s face,
This thought brings greater might;

May all my words be borne of His,
For His word is tested seven times;
I will speak of higher things, as is,
To bring so many to heavenly climes;

My own words will bear me out,
For I will speak the truth;
These silent words, as such, still shout,
And time will be their proof;

Pray the word, prod the Heart,
And sing for greater wards;
Test the grace He may impart,
And become the Lord’s.

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