ArmourQuill Hunter Poems

I'd love to sing a Christmas song, and make it true for you.
With lots of words of hopes and dreams, wishes all grand new.
Some heard angels, that day, baring Bethlehem’s new birth.
Like: away in that manger Christ brings Peace of Love's mirth.
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I once had a dream, or did that dream once have me
Then I met the Redeemer from Calvary's hill of victory
I gave him my dreams, confided most things, for each day
Weathered the change, for Christ's the same, along the way
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PowerOfLove and I are about at our wits-end
Her heart gave out a few times in the night again
Our great Physician miraculously revived
We'd be gone if it weren't for Him keeping us alive
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You're locked-in by closet practices, camouflaged to gain.
A chameleon blends into its surroundings, but you're insane.
Some, unaware of Hell's assignment, lie, steal, and destroy.
You glory in selfish takers, lusting after others for your toy.
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Joseph of Arimathea was tied into the Royal House of Britain.
This uncle, of Christ's wife, was a progenitor of royals written.
Bianca his sister was grandmother to John the Baptist and Christ.
Though Celts lay claim to the Gail and miracles more than twice.
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I was just escaping from the norm when I ran into a tree
Strange how it turned into the Door of Life for my reality
Flabbergasted, and shaken, I stepped back to comprehend
Life in general is too overwhelming to ever understand
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In the very day you seek Me with your whole heart,
THAT'S the day that I, the Lord God, will be found…
I took this challenge, receiving a new-heart profound.
In varied ways, Christ still walks the streets today...
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It started in the Garden of Eve
Where sin split the apple and our family tree
You were only children back then
Things were strained between your dad and me
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Long ago, from the book of Love, came Daddy and Mommy’s dream
The greatest gift, from Father above, “with magical smiles so seen.”
For on that special day, that you were born, the angels danced all day.
Family came to give us cards; hearts were merry with Heaven’s sway.
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Daydreaming, I felt myself sink into the 'Well of Beholding.'
Within minutes my whole life before God was unfolding.
For how does one plan without purpose, or life's map, to guide.
I needed the Holy Seer's vision to direct my life where I would abide.
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