A Poem by Thayne Whipple
A Message
Jan 10, 2016
To preach to my brothers,
Proclaiming His name.
To do it for His sake;
And not for the fame.
Proclaiming His name.
To do it for His sake;
And not for the fame.
I hope to be worthy,
I hope you will hear,
That we might be raised up,
When judgement draws near.
I hope you will hear,
That we might be raised up,
When judgement draws near.
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