Saturday 12 October 2013

Take my poem

Take my poem 
My gift to you 
I've nothing else 
To give tis true 
But my heart 
Upon my sleeve 
So just one more 
Might believe 

What matters 
In this age 
Where darkness at light 
Does rage and rage 
But to bring 
You home dear friend 
To give you Christ 
Before the end 

Will you receive 
The God who died 
Will you taste him
In Him to hide 
Yourself away 
From the wrath to come 
Oh come to him 
Eat up each crumb 

Yes have faith 
In Christ do trust 
Let this worlds wealth 
Just rust and rust 
Store up riches 
High above 
And with God 
Fall in love 

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