Jesus preached the gospel in
Galilee,
Healing the sick, by the sea.
When he saw the large crowd,
He climbed the mountain,
preached very loud.
When the spirit is poor, with
no hates,
The blessed kingdom, of heaven
awaits.
Blessed are the gentle, and
meek,
The earth is yours, to have
and keep.
When hearts are pure, softly
trod,
Someday your eyes will surely
see God.
Let your light shine, in this
world below,
So your good works will always
show.
When you enter your room in
prayer,
God will always meet you there.
Don't worry about clothing, and
such,
God will provide with very much.
Jesus spoke as a teacher that
day,
God will wash your sins away.
(c) copyright heather burns
So well written Heather, and you kept up the rhyming, good piece..