Classic poem of the day
With the Laws terrors that the heart affright,
Insuing him that follows not aright,
Living sans guidance of that holy Law ,
Living without all conscience, feare, or aw,
In threatning wise him from his sin to drive,
A mingled balm of mercy, to revive,
Much terrifi'd thereby, the drooping heart,
My Reverend Lord, thou dost full well impart.
Very well Law and Gospell mingled right,
Rightly the Gospell heals, as Law doth fright.
Righ......
Member poem of the day
Somewhere in
the long journey
his father forgot
how to tie a bow tie
without wrinkles.
His mother often felt
as if she had been
vellicated by the
feathers of a raven.
When he tried to play
the piano in the snow,
his fingers stuck
to the keys.
Listening carefully,
her nonchalant beauty
heard a choir
of dusty angels.
Her long-legged father
continued to instigate
fractious event...
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