Crown Of Love
He rules the world With tender hands, With strength of fire Sizzling his enemies bands A balm of grace To a dieing earth A stream of Peace To every trusting heart Love our King Our matchless king Vast beyond limits You reigns supreme ©heavenly_broadcast # PUNCHLINE- Love has no race, colour, nor creed; a universal language, thriving in purity. Lust has no place before its fiery zeal, committed to the end, Love rules with pure motives; benefited by all and orchestrated by God, that we should live a giver of love. 1John4:12, 1Cor.13 & Gal.5:22-23.
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Why?
I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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وردةٌ قبِيحة
و مَا الّذي يجعلُ مصطلحُ الوردة قبِيحة؟ -مَا الّذي تنتظرهُ من وردةٍ واجهت ريَاح عاتية ؛ وتُربة قَاحلة و بتلَاتٍ منهَا قَد ترَاخت أرضًا ، مَا الّذي ستصبحهُ برأيك؟
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