| Poem By Bet Amante |
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Thought you all might enjoy this one today since Pastor Carolyn preached on it a bit. (smile) There is a vanity I find Insidiously persistent To which most of us are blind And few of us resistant Concerning that which we prefer To overlook and hide Yet when offended we refer To the offender’s pride The innocence that we proclaim On our part is in fact A subtle way to place the blame So as to counteract I see no way the Lord has made For injured pride to win Though with sweetness overlaid The Lord still calls it sin Blessings, Bet Amante and the Glory Chain Prayer Ministries |
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