Tressie Ours
Clermont, Florida, USA
Tressie OursClermont, Florida, USA |
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I was one of eleven children attended school in Petersburg W.V. Blessed with two sons, one of them now deceased. Five grand children, three great grand children. A truck driving husband of fourty three years now retired. Worked years in restaurants in Akron Ohio as waitress and manager. Hold Dr. of Divinity License. Ordained with Bible Temple of God in Barberton, Ohio. Member of top record song writing Association in Nashville, Tenn.I pray all that read any-poem I write will be blessed, I know the Lord gave me them and without His help I couldn't put them in writing. |
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Let UsLet us make man in our own imageMy Kingdom is without spot or blemish They molded and made man out of dirt and sand But when temptation came he couldn't stand. So the rock chipped a piece sent the stone to earth that More like Him could be re-born and with grace withstand any old storm. The corner stone was perfect in all His ways He said, all His words we need obey! He ascended back to heaven, from whence He came Paving the way for us to walk the same The rock and the stone are seated together Waiting for us to be chipped and together. Temptations and trials are hard to face Let us work hard at them and get in pace They won't break, but only will make us tame Shaped and molded in the image we came. Let us, remember be patient to become entire We don't belong here or fit in satan's mire. Let us be happy and in spirit set free For soon and very soon to Heaven we'll flee | Yesterdays' RoseSee yesterdays rose its faded awayThat beautiful rose wasn't put here to stay The rose can be pink, yellow or red The petals will drop because they are dead. The petals will fall to the ground so slow And be caught up in the wind as it blows Age doesn't supress or change the odor they had The savor was never, never bad It was such a sweet, sweet smelling scent Are you, like yesterday rose as your life is spent? Will you leave behind a lasting scent. Or should you this day humbly repent? And be remembered long after you leave As a sweet smelling rose who, really believed. | WarningStop, don't play in the devils yardIt's not like a game behind the barn You give him an inch and he'll take a yard Yards turn to miles and he'll only smile. It not a game with him, he plays for keeps, He won't care how much you sob and weep While you turn like him wicked and wild He will still have that silly smile He will have you say things you'll regret Lots of things you'll do you'd like to forget The devil doesn't make a good playmate or pet If you play with him, you'll wind up in the pit He only came to steal, deceive and kill Use your heart and you'll know you've had your fill Of his deceitful tactics and lies So, come on and tell him by-byes! The wages of sin is death But cheer up he doesn't have you yet Jesus a friend is waiting with open arms And He'll answer as soon as you ring the alarm. |