Plight of Hunting Dogs
We are their hounds, trained to huntBut when their game is won, we’re left to grunt We ask for nothing more than bare bonesBut they deny us even this meager…
PENT OF MY HOLY ME
PENT OF MY HOLY ME I ain’t tipsy; And I ain’t lazy. God’s blessings keep me crazy. His love and provision makes me coaxy. His gracious grip on me gaggles…