Davids Harp Poem by irenio irenaeus bero
Davids Harp
Sweeter than all my joys
Deeper than the depths of the oceans
Taller than the highest mountains
Delightful than much laughter
Enchanting than the voices conversing with David’s harps
Lighter than the sun at midday
Better than any fragrance
It is deeper in meaning
Deeper than the longest dream ever dreamt
Softer than precedent tenderness
I will adore you till your shadow dies
And stops following you
nice poem, nice portrait., lovely to read...............10
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4/23/2024 10:41:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hello Irenio... my sentiments exactly, David was a man after God's heart even though he was a bit of a rogue... that's the beauty of God... well penned my friend regards Alf