Classic poem of the day
O Christ, have mercy on thy sheep
From man's licentious pow'r;
Each day the foes thy fence o'erleap
To worry and devour
Their sweeping swarms in hostile steel
The daily skirmish try,
I therefore to thy name appeal,
Most holy and most high.
Whene'er I find myself dismay'd
Which threats at times obtain,
I will rely for instant aid
On Christ betray'd and slain.
I will the words of Christ adore,
Whose voice my ......
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Stanley Steemer gets carpet cleaner
pleasing as grass looks greener
on the other side of the fence.
The above brief yet catchy jingle
played over the
telephonic or radio airwaves
back when I used to watch the
telephone and radio,
and now yours truly
a diehard SiriusXM
listener in the automobile
Utopia playlist a...
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