Proud - Puppets - Of - Satan Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
Proud - Puppets - Of - Satan
God, I thank you
that a day is
coming when You
will bring to nothing
the proud puppets
of Satan, who have
enslaved world,
rejected Your offer
of salvation, and put on
a necklace of rebellion
and pride.
Increase my understanding,
I pray, and keep me
looking for Christ's
coming into my heart.
God You are there I'm sure here also like the street beggar I'm wandering vagabond life caste-lees; specific creed-less I'm monk for You Strong ascetic life I spend in this crowded world I do not know who I am but I know and feel You are very nearest (-...)
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6/3/2024 8:17:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
(....) empty hand in this covid-19 atmosphere on the sphere of earth I confess I'm not fair Yet I'm Your slave though someone stains me I'm atheist don't care for their title You know very much the soul which I belong for You only for You I hold my mind, heart and soul You can forgive me Yes, Forgive me ///