Mountains too high
Sadness over my soul
A horrible sight
Will it last forever?
All things work for good
For those who love God
And are called according
To his purpose
Meditating the Word
Powerful promises
A refreshing stream
Flows into my soul
An inexplicable joy
Wonderful hope
Nothing is permanent
Circumstances change
In Christ we can cope
The Lord is our hope
The future of our nation
Praise the Lord in the morning
Praise the Lord in the evening
The Lord cares for us
We are the apple of his eyes
Not to be deceived
By the riches of this world
Even far above the stars
Nothing is impossible
The Lord is our strength
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into