Chosen Poem by JOY JOHNSON

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I HEAR THE HORNS OF VICTORY
ROAMING ACROSS THE ECHOES OF MOUNTAINS
TRAVELING FROM AFAR DISTANCE PLACE
ON A COLD DAY YES IT WAS

REJOICE FOR THY WIN THY FACE DO SHINE
THE LIGHT OF LOVE A TOKEN OF THY ART
BE HAPPY AND OF GOOD CHEER
GOD HAS BLESSED THEE FROM START

BE THANKFUL IN LIFE FOR WHAT THOU HAVE
THY GIFTS GIVEN FROM THY GOD
WHEN HEARTS AND SOULS ARE ALL SO TRUE
THY BATTLES CAN BE WON

FOR STRENGHT IS GIVEN UNTO THOSE WHO BELIEVE IN EVERYWAY
TO GOD BE THE GLORY IN ALL THY DO
BREAK BREAD GIVE THANKS TO YOU MY FRIENDS
FOR YOU WON THE BATTLE, THE VICTORY TOO!

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Monday, February 5, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: victory
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