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THE FISHERMAN
Fishing pole in his hand,
his stomach did demand
a fish he had to land.
Sitting on the pond bank,
he forgot not to thank
God for the peace he felt.
His stress was repelled
by the quiet morning
atmosphere enveloping
his very self...his soul.
Suddenly, his very goal
awakened him from his thoughts
as he felt his line jerk
and up his heart did perk
as he realized lunch was at hand.
Later that very week
his heart urged him to speak
to a friend whose face looked bleak.
Sharing the Gospel of Christ
he witnessed a heist
of the miraculous variety,
with a heart filled with gaiety,
as Jesus snatched a soul
out of satan's control.
Up his heart did perk
for he was thankful he did not shirk
God's command to share the gospel.
The Holy Bible in his hand,
his heart did demand
he bow his head and to his savior speak.
