Poems of Lighthouse Bob
An Invitation #488
An Invitation Come, all who are laden and I'll give you rest. Rest from your labors, I've given my best. My best wine I've given, but wait till the end. The end of all time is coming, my friends. My friends, you are blessed, blessed beyond measure. Beyond measure, please know, know you're my treasure. My treasure to shine, to shine before men. Before men, we'll drink up, we'll drink it again, drink of my Spirit in Heaven. Amen! |
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An Invitation #488
An Invitation #488
