When God of Might This Time

As it often comes to me the story grows to thee. Only God would have known so there or three which is why our hands were now lifted up in prayer unto the Father who held us there. Safe within the tavern walls, God of all that crawls, lives, and breathes within the tavern walls. Some times as these around God himself had found it sound and so honoured us around. That we remembered to this time, God himself divine. So as to often find what sprang so there to heart and mind. A neighbor passing by, just in from the port of saying hi that there would be no there goodbye. Except our Father held us nigh. Up from home she often said a girl just from out of port was often wed, perhaps from strange uncertain lands of what the Father had around. The giants there she said had kept the place and caused it wed and so had kept the dead. Not from the Fathers face indeed, but set up there and so we plead estranged from all we want or need. A statue of an ancient king, set up there from that the place within and so had there had thrown as of David down from off his throne. As what the Father so in this had grown, not separate there an oft neglected lair, but a statue set up until this time of what the Father felt unwise and so had kept the spies. Seekers of the grace indeed for all who want and plead. For escape from this indeed, being so far off forgotten lands from what God the Father had around and so in this abound. As of there the Fathers sound, from the north he often were as of the grace of God a constant comfort there he trod. Captives there without his rod, which was, a not neglected way to God. Not there as of the Fathers chair and so had kept his lair as of what he had saw us there and so the grace we often plead as of waiting on the table there receive as of the Fathers heart indeed. And so waiting there receive and so in this believe. As the candlelight flickered all around round about the tavern round. So it was we often found as breaking bread and so it was he often said. A rememberance instead. And so in this was often fed as of his care intead. A rememberance of the grace instead and so it was in breaking bread. There with it was wed as of the own uncertain timing of the dead and so in this so there was fed as of his own eternal timing wed. So it was our Fathers fed. As of this his own uncertain dead, not so in this was wed as of there the Fathers fed. His fold so there likewise and so it was he kept the spies. Until the needy still should all around should gather as of the Fathers found. His grace so there provides for what as this we thought unwise. Though as the girl there tumbled on the floor speaking there of dreams and nothing sure. Except of God the Father held so there and so it was we often prayed hat his will be not there so delayed. Except so there as unafraid we bore her to another room hoping it would not there be her tomb. Though in the night likewise, a clatter came to our surprise. A dagger found from off the floor, and the girl there holding sure. Straight to the heart likewise of what the king found there most unwise much to our surprise. So it was within the Father kept us there from sin. We bore him to his grave that day in sure lament along the way. Much mourning to the time for God the King divine. Saviour often trod, round about the steps of God. So it was there judgement rod of what God the Father often trod, for some had trod upon the grace of God. Escaping sins sure there judgement rod and so it was he said to God. Forgiveness granted sin there from off the coasts within. Forgiving such an earthly king was all thats meant to do from him who as immortal too. Then the day was coming soon when God himself would be entombed, a memorial unto his throne meant for God himself alone. So it often said we honoured him likewise and so it was he often kept the spies. Of what was thought unwise. A stumbling stranger to the inn, God himself had found within. So, in food we gave his need, as of the girl we found to plead. Blessed the food in breaking bread and so with it was said as of his captives read, the uncertain timing of the dead. To serve herself within for there was no sure who had kept us when. That once the sword unsheathed from out his Word there was no going back its heard. That there from out the gates of sin, our God had kept us from within. That from out the pits of sin God had kept us there within. From what we often want to sin and so there was within. An abiding there from off the hand of God as he was the only way to God and so it said be often trod, and so it was the only way to God.