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Only The Meek
Here is another poem
by my good friend Len
Only the meek, shall inherit the Earth.
And, Only the meek, shall know of its' worth.
Walking thru life, on a long rocky road,
Stopping to help others, hold up their load.
Our Potter is a craftsman, the finest around.
The mold that He uses has never been found.
We're His creation, and are made from the Earth.
What we inherit, we've had from our birth.
We're His motivation, His pieces of clay.
And, in His Image, He made us that way.
God's Promise to us, It's there if you seek,
A Life that's eternal, for Only The Meek.
May peace and contentment, be your constant companion. Len Teeter 1/25/1979
"It is your duty to express God to the utmost of your power, and you have no right to relinquish your efforts until you have accomplished this."
Emmet Fox - The Mental Equivalent
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Only 3 words in the English language end in "ceed": "proceed," "exceed," and "succeed."
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