I wrote a book of poems, this year in time. I really knew I would,
Because I ask Jesus to help me. I always knew He could.
For He, who is in me, is stronger than he who is in the world.
All doubts and fears... throughout the years, with Him came unfurled.
This book will go around the world, I Pray soon, one day.
There's a need to send His word throughout the world today.
Tomorrow might be too late. The old Cross has waited long.
I Pray each word I say will be from Him, whose name is likened unto song.
When I went to the altar of my Lord, I believed with all of me...
That through His grace, my soul... He'd surely save tenderly.
He bade me come, said, "I am the One." I know of a certainty,
My soul was saved, forever raised to my place in eternity.
He gave me words to write, else I could not say the things inside my heart,
Until He flooded me with His Holy love, words from Him to impart.
I know I'm not worthy of His sweet love; cannot comprehend
The Holiness of His pure love, until my life with His mission began.
Some can talk aloud, saying words, no complicated mystery.
Though, my tongue would be tied though I tried. Don't you see?
So, you tell of the Lord by word of mouth and I will still just write on
Until, one day, He calls us away - to that sweet Heavenly home. |
