My income is social security.
I watch my debts continue their expansion.
But Christ my Savior has promised me
a place in his glorious, Heavenly mansion.
My health has entered what seems its final fail---
the flesh's revenge, its last betrayal;
but, in all cases, Christ's promises succeed
(of these I have often read and continue to read);
and the Words of Christ, the Word of God, is all I really need.
Starward
Complete healing in Christ,
Complete healing in Christ, by whose stripes there is healing.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Thank you, sir. I appreciate
Thank you, sir. I appreciate your visit to the poem, and your comment.
Starward