ArmourQuill Hunter (1949 / Fort Smith, AR)
Poems of ArmourQuill Hunter
|241.||'When You Taught Me How To Dance (Movie Lyrics) '||4/15/2007|
|242.||Who Sings In The Storm?||4/28/2006|
|243.||Who’s At The Helm?||4/27/2006|
|245.||Word-Artist, Your Ever Flowing Stream||5/8/2006|
|246.||You…”The Apple of His Eye“||9/24/2006|
|247.||Your Right, Your Choice||6/18/2006|
|248.||Your, Religious, thoughts||6/25/2006|
The Chief Musician
My Quill is inditing such a good matter,
Of all “excellent treasures” I made for the King.
My tongue is the majestic ever-ready “Rainbow pen.”
Grace is poured into my lips, making me fairer in face.
His marvelous golden-grace flows richly through me.
My side is girded with his valiant sword from on high…
O most Mighty; ride with your glory and great majesty.
Release your heavenly life-giving river-flow of truth.