Richard Merrell

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Richard Merrell Poems

1. For Me 5/22/2004
2. The Pit 5/22/2004
3. At Sunset 5/23/2004
4. Each Day 5/23/2004
5. Prayer 5/25/2004
6. Dispensable? 5/25/2004
7. It's True 5/22/2004
8. The Seed Is Yeshua 5/22/2004
9. My High Priest 5/22/2004
10. What's In Time? 5/22/2004
11. No Jokes Please 5/23/2004
12. The Suffering Church 5/23/2004
13. Treasure 5/22/2004
14. Upon Nothing 5/22/2004
15. Pure And Simple 5/23/2004
16. My Testimony 5/22/2004
17. It Is Finished 5/22/2004
18. I Shall Behold Thy Face O Lord 5/23/2004
19. O Lord, I Think Of You! 5/23/2004
20. Knowing 5/22/2004
21. I Esteem Each Day 5/23/2004
22. Do Not Blame Another 5/23/2004
23. God's Vomit 5/23/2004
24. I Really Am A Heretic 5/23/2004
25. The True Gospel 5/23/2004
26. A Fool 5/23/2004
27. The Bible 5/23/2004
28. The Beginning Of The Creation Of God 5/23/2004
29. Have You? 5/23/2004
30. I Love You Lord 5/23/2004
31. The True Shepherds 5/23/2004
32. A Touch Of Heaven 5/23/2004
33. The Faithful Husband 5/23/2004
34. Satan's Lie 5/23/2004
35. Repent 5/23/2004
36. That Plague 5/23/2004
37. Let's Understand 5/23/2004
38. Deception 5/23/2004
39. Spirit And Life 5/23/2004
40. We Need 5/23/2004

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Best Poem of Richard Merrell

Women Are Bad, Sinners

'Women are bad; sinners
They are rotten to the core;
women are bad; sinners'
I've heard this cry before.
For when men sin and fail
The excuse they like to give;
Is, 'That woman made me do it
she is to blame as long as I live! '

Now Adam said the same to God
After eating forbidden fruit,
'It was the woman that YOU gave me'
But he had listened to her flute.
For Eve was but beguiled
By the Serpent's cunning lie,
But Adam disobeyed God's voice -
The Lord he did defy.

Now, I'd like to ask all men
To be men if thou wilt;
Does God ...

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The Pit

The pit is full of spiders
With eyes that glow bright red;
These spiders crawl upon the flesh
Of those that die, undead.
The spiders mock and laugh at you
At you the unbeliever;
Because you have no faith in Christ
And you served the great deceiver.
The pit is full of darkness