FLARE on GOD 74 Irrevernt have I beenMy knees I did not bendThe Spirit convicted-O joyStill I know I am a son, a servant of God.To the ground I will goTo my knees I will fallFor there is the place of worship Others are Reading The Dopes of Cycling: They’re Here, They’re Queer and They Hate Cars FLARE on GOD 13 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Which Way to Go? Scotchtown and the Haunting of Sarah Henry “What is Love?” Chinese Mustard Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * seven × = 49