My Savior

April 7, 2011
God kept you and me,
From dangers we couldn't forsee.
He gave us a mouth to talk,
He gave us legs to walk,
He gave us a heart to love,
Love as graceful as a peaceful dove.
He gave us breath to live,
We're supposed to live to give.
To give him our faith and trust,
But yet we give him lust.
Lust for money.
Lust for body.
Lust for fortune and fame,
But it ain't the same.
Not the same as being humble,
An option isn't to give up and crumble.
Taking pleasure in worshiping,
Lifting our voices and praising our king.
Soon that precious day will come,
When the non-believers will look dumb.
He will come on a cloud,
With a trumpet blowing loud.
Luckily, he doesn't hold a grudge,
Because this is the day he will judge.
Either heaven or hell is your fate,
So get right with God before it's too late.

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NauticaDasia said...
Aug. 24, 2012 at 6:40 pm
Haha sorry, I'm really late. But yeah, I'm from Garner. (:
gracegirl29 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 14, 2011 at 12:36 am
This is a really great poem that flows well and has a great message to it. And I see that you're from garner? b/c I am too! (:
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