Sunday, February 6, 2011

A poem from Pslam 17

What do I hold in high esteem and treasure?
And is it right to make this valuable?
and should this wond'rus thing make my life full?
Oh did I build a lie filled life of pleasure?

You see my belly's full I have some leisure,
My children satisfy my life's not dull,
I'll pass on stuff and that's commendable.
My portion in this life is of good measure.

King David said that he'll be satisified,
when he awakes- his likeness is like HIS,
He'll see the righteousness upon Gods face,
I think a greater goal no man has tried,
so off I go to change my goal to this,
to Dwell under HIS wings, be filled with grace.



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