I cannot be,
anymore sure,
of who I am in Christ.
I know without,
a shadow of a doubt,
that He will always,
be there for me.
I may not know,
what I will be doing tomorrow,
or what tomorrow may bring.
Still, I rejoice in His name,
that I am saved,
and for that,
His praises I'll sing.
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Author:
Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 28th, 2020 21:40
- Comment from author about the poem: Persistence is key
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Comments1
Good write Forever.
I know a church. They do believe the gospel. But they are hammered almost every week. The Minister is quite strict. They don't need 'fire and brimstone' sermons every week. They should be bit more relaxed. I mean, half of them are over 70.
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