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WHEN EARTHLY WRONGS ARE SET TO RIGHT . """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" Written June 2013 by Stella C Mitchell Treasures hidden in the depths of earthen vessels - Disguised as objects thought of little worth - or forged on Anvils - hard and callous - where hammer blows have done Their worst - Only objects that are useful - fit to grace the King's Domain - are crafted through the trials and burdens - Or gilded by the works Of pain . Such is life of any value - lain submissive by the blows - knowing That each stroke will furnish - something from which power flows - Blow on blow - the sparks are flying - cry on cry - the metal yields Hotter - hotter - burns the fire - in which is forged - the Mighty Sword - and the Shield . Faith can see beyond the sawdust - where the blood of martyrs lay - See into the Heavenly vistas - knowing there will come a day - when The tears will be forgotten - and the struggles are no more - when the fight For our salvation - rests upon that distant shore - and the frame - once Marred and broken - shines with Heavenly glory bright - knowing This will be forever - when Earthly Wrongs are Set to Right """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" When I fall asleep in this world and wake up in heaven , it will be such a happy time for me . ..no more sorrow , pain or tears ... and I want everyone to be happy for me me ...no sad faces . just to have you think kindly of me - in spite of all my faults and failures ...For those , please forgive me , and release me , as I do you .... For then I will sail to brighter skies - where There - my friends - are no Goodbyes - Just sweet ...Hello - my friends - Hello . God bless you all Stella >< Vote for this poem
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