Clarence Prince

Bronze Star - 2,262 Points (September 14 / Jamaica W1)

Biography of Clarence Prince

Not much to say other than this: I am a godfearing person. I was born and raised at Lemon Hall, in St Catherine, Jamaica WI. I have lived many years in the UK. Now I am living here in Canada. I am a retired man and I am enjoying every day of it too. I have worked hard in the past, but the good Lord has kept me through it all. Plus He has helped me to raise a family. Then for all His goodness to me, I find it right to fear Him. And so, I write religious articles. Yes! Whatever I set out to do, you'll notice that it will be for the sakes of righteousness.

That's why my books are written to point people to God. My poems are more like some sorts of sermons too. Really, I try to write with a hope that I might help people to try and seek the Lord and to make better of their lives. I believe in God and so, I have to believe in all of His promises. Then Me, learning more about how He promises to suply us with all our needs; as long as we'll live and obey Him, it gives me the urge to say to others in words or in writing: take up a godly lifestyle and live in hope of His many blessing.

Furthermore, it's my opinion that God truly will take care of all who fears Him. Bearing down upon His words, with Him there is mercy and there is grace. That's partly why, I am so hopeful that by writing in this way it may help people to live their lives more peaceful and comfortable. They just have to consider this: God's will for all is, that all should enjoy a fair life at present, and then, in the end, a hope of eternal-life. You can read more in my books at www.AuthorHouse.com or at online bookstores everywhere. Every fair comment will be accepted.

Clarence Prince's Works:

Yes 4 Books: Make It Today....
There is Hope! Keep The Faith! !
Fair Enough! They Laughed! !
My God And Me
All these books are available at online bookstores, in paperbacks e-books and hardbacks.

https: //www.amazon.com/author/clarenceprince

A Sad Friday

‘Twas on a hill far away
Like on this special day

The day we call Good Friday
In a very humiliating way

Despised by the crowd
All were shouting a loud

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