His Word
By 2farGone
So precious is His Word to me that I must now, arise and speak Of the horrors' that I see each day as one more lamb is led astray.... When preachers' beg, for your last dime, so they can live a life so fine, The promises' that we made to Him, are fading now, as His light grows dim.. Our children run away from home His Word, to them, was never known, So, on the streets, they wander free with drugs the only hope they see, And, babies tossed aside, from birth for life to some, it has no worth... How do we turn our face toward Him and cast away, all of our sin? You have to open up your heart, He will know just when you start, Ask,and you will surely see the Grace of God, for eternity... Written May 18th, 2000 © on Oct 19 2001 07:02 PM PST 0 • 13
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"So precious is His Word to me ..."