My saviour,My friend (:
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My saviour,my Jesus
Lord,there is none like You.
Is there anyone more creative than my Lord?
The devil claims to be-but look how miserably he failed!
Which sin of ours,had our ancestors not commited?
Sucide,abortion,killing others;all are murders!
Yet again,I say
Look to my God!
Flowers you want,He gives you;
Roses,baby breath,tulips & what have yous!
Companions you want;
Humans,animals,angels he sents!
You've seen groups of people
Being happy,doing things together.
Be glad,my soul;
For now you too have a friend to call own.
Since the day you were born
salvation was made free for you;
That your soul may neither be weary nor worn..
[Not sure how it'd be received,but it is one of the few poems written after I've just accepted Christ..]
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