July 30, 2022
I’m not a prophet nor a sage.
I write my words upon the page,
Arrange the words inside a frame,
Shared from the heart from whence they came.
Is poetry considered art,
Impressions captured from the heart,
Revealing what’s inside of me,
My thoughts in words to be set free?
I’m not sure why I choose to share.
How far their reach I’m unaware.
I pen the words and also pray
For those who read these words someday.
I pray you know God’s perfect peace.
His blessings daily never cease.
Thank you, John
God’s words never cease to bring me comfort, peace and assurance. Yes, Blessed Assurance , Jesus is mine. Oh, for a foretaste of Glory devine. Er of Salvation, purchase of God. Born of His spirit, washed in His blood. This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior all the day long.
This is one of my many favorite songs.
Thank you, John