THE MASTER WING

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    THE MASTER WING

     THE MASTER WING


    On the wing of Jesus
    I live and I obey
    In his grace I trust
    Yes Jesus is the way
    He paid the price you see
    He suffer and he died
    So that we could be free
    And in his love abide
    His love is so true
    His grace is so real
    His spirit is a new
    Yes in my heart I feel
    He is the light of life
    He is the prince of peace
    He made the sacrifice
    So his truth could be preach
    Through him I have joy
    My soul is uplift
    Satan work he destroy
    What a beautiful gift

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    combatrider commented on THE MASTER WING

    01-16-2013

    You must enter a poem comment before you can rate this poem. All poem comments must be a minimum of 50 characters (not words). One big chunk of words would not change the words. Good job, I like it.
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    PoetWithCancer commented on THE MASTER WING

    02-26-2011

    Dear Cliff, // I am happy for you that you have such a happy and strong faith to strengthen you. // My friend Brian felt a lot like this most of the time. Whenever we broke bread together, at home or at a restauriant--and we shared many meals together--he always said a beautiful prayer of thanks, and said it in Jesus's name. And I always said amen. You have written in clear, good poetry the sentiments of your heart. 10 from me. --Michael LP, Mr. Poet
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    winterkou commented on THE MASTER WING

    01-07-2011

    Amen brotha, writing about Jesus, and the relying on Him. writing about Him is always uplifting. he has given us this life and we need to use it to honor Him
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    Chaos128 commented on THE MASTER WING

    12-09-2010

    True and heartfelt faith is the greatest gift of all, Cliff, and a blessing to all who possess it/. Great work!
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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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