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Pastor at St. Stephen
Contributed by
eugene
on
Monday, 8th March 2004 @ 11:04:55 AM in AEST
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With offering heart I gave
With ungrateful minds he received
Without judging I stayed
With his holy microphone he judged
I loved my neighbor as myself
And fell into his ditch
I held unto others as I wished to be held
And landed myself in his pit
I even watched his holy entertainments
But I cant praise his talent in looting
And its a pity I worship at St. Stephen
Im sorry for myself on my way to heaven
But the realization wasnt fast in coming
And now I know I was in hell burning.
With clapping hands
With song-twisting lips
With tapping feet
With open mind
I even spoke in tongues
Oh! God our hope he says lies in you
Copyright ©
eugene
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2004-03-08 11:04:55]
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Re: Pastor at St. Stephen
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by desire on
Monday, 8th March 2004 @ 12:34:26 PM AEST
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this is quite something you have written here,
a little differnt that i expected the thoughts im referring, i look forward to more different but totally understood...i like what you have here...slr and wecome eugene |
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Re: Pastor at St. Stephen
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 9th March 2004 @ 11:31:05 AM AEST
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'Oh! God our hope he says lies in you', that sums up the scenarior, if not for god too, I wouldn't say hi to my priest. this is good, let them know
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