Thursday, September 3, 2009

A Poem

Your blood shed,
so I can live,
freely;

Your body broken,
so I can live,
peacefully;

Your tears flow,
so I can live,
gracefully;

Your life given,
so I can live,
victoriously;

What have You not given,
so that I can live.

What storm can stand against me?
What bump can stand against me?
What obstacle can stand against me?
What problem can stand against me?
When the Lord is for me!

He shall not forget nor forsake me,
when it was Him who sent me.

I will be still;
know You are God.



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