Poems of Lighthouse Bob
Taken Up (In Memory of Mathew Salazar) #38
Taken up in golden wings of a thousand shouting angels, Elevated above the stars, I rise... As I gaze back through space from my celestial view, Earth appears insignificantly trivial in size. My unseverable heart longs after the One that I love, For my flesh has been ordained to His cross... As my spirit revives in the arms of salvation, Jesus' brokenhearted can be comforted from their loss. -Lighthouse Bob |
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Taken Up (In Memory of Mathew Salazar) #38
Taken Up (In Memory of Mathew Salazar) #38