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
titled “Trump, ICE, and the Burning Planet
Approximately two score plus years ago,
one prescient poet of Perkiomen Valley
id est me didst intimate
worse case scenario for
the 2024 presidential election
which marked the 60th quadrennial
United States presidential election.
Shortly there after many Americans
would abhor the forfeiture
of hard fought and won liberty
whose Project 2026
the mega ...
