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Musings | ||||||||||||||||||||
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Stories | ||||||||||||||||||||
In The Dark | ||||||||||||||||||||
Coming Home | ||||||||||||||||||||
As I Remember | ||||||||||||||||||||
Stand And Testify | ||||||||||||||||||||
Quiet As Quiet I Want | ||||||||||||||||||||
Stand And Testify | ||||||||||||||||||||
In The Field Before The Cutting | ||||||||||||||||||||
There is a world made of wood
painted white with windows letting in light -- the feet stamp, arms wave. Joyful noise and singing. You may be called upon, sitting with your head down, to stand and testify. Tell your weakness, how God makes you strong. |
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Copyright © 2006 | Paul Schweer | , All Rights Reserved. |