Category: writing
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Freedom in Christ
In the dawnOf the new millenniumI lost my sanityChaos reignedIn my mindDisconnected thoughtsVoices in my headMy eyes deceived meHallucinations aboundedI slowlyBecame very depressedAlmost lostThe will to liveBut at my lowestWith a fracturedMindI found ChristWaiting for meChoosing meTo saveTo adoptHe is nowAnd forever shall beMy GodMy LordAnd my SaviorGlory to God By Zachary Uram(c) 2023
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A Doxology
Now praise the FatherAnd the SonWith the Holy SpiritThree in One We give to YouOur highest praiseWe shall worship YouAll our days Christ ransomed usFrom eternal perditionYou cannot be savedBy your own volition We are saved byGrace aloneIt was ChristWho did atone God chose His electBefore the world’s foundationIt was totally by His good pleasureThis…
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The United States of Babylon
Is this the place where freedom liesBeneath the wicked cocaine skies The land of the freeFreedom to sin and create misery The love of God and country has long grown coldFor most in this Satanic fold Where have you gone halcyon daysNow we live in a haze Wrong is right and the insane are saneThis…
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Christmas in Yellowstone
I arrive at YellowstoneOn a cold and sunny morningIt’s Christmas EveHere I will celebrate Christ’s birth I spot a majestic eagleSoaring aboveIf only I could see with its eyesTo experience such freedom and exhilaration The eagle circles aboveIt’s on the huntSuddenly the great bird swoops downAnd catches a plump rabbit in its talons I walk…
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A Spring Journey
The rain falls gently downCovering hills of green and brownThe air smells fresh and newLike early morning dew A songbird chirps a sweet melodyIt seems to recognize meI love being connected to natureThere is nothing greater Observing God’s glorious creationFills me with elationAll this was made for manFollowing God’s master plan We must be good…
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My Broken Mind
I am crazy and barking madI’m quite insaneThis is my sad refrain At the turn of the millennium‘Twas a score and threeSince I lost my sanity Now my days are troubledFilled with pain and woeWe truly reap what we sow My thoughts are speeding pastIt’s a superluminal raceI can’t keep up the pace Delusions and…
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Thoughts on a Sunny Day
Woe is me From happiness I doth flee Time races past I’m a ship without a mast The days are dark and filled with pain Will I ever be sane Days turn into years Who can erase my fears I cling to hope and pray Of a future happy day For now I’ll bide my…
