Praise The Lord Poem by Mark Heathcote

Praise The Lord

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Sincerity is a small feather
Rising on the wind of destiny
This is how faith survives
The fall… if your heart is breathy
Praise the lord.

Sincerity isn't a straitjacket
So don't mock me or others call
It takes both an angel
And a devil to rise or fall
So with Sincerity, I praise the lord.

I, sap it up with love
And grow like an oak
Sincerity is no joke folk
Sincerity is a small feather
Rising on the wind of destiny
This is how faith survives
The fall… if your heart is breathy
Praise the lord.

Sincerity isn't a straitjacket
It's your sword, so don't mock it
So don't mock me or others call
It takes both an angel
And a devil to rise or fall
So with Sincerity, I praise the lord.

Saturday, March 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: song
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sranisha Francis 25 September 2015

And a devil to rise or fall So with Sincerity, I praise the lord. Very thoughtful words for me. Devil can be overcome only y praising the Lord.............

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