The Gift of Faith

Beautiful intelligent says dad,
loving and fun comfortable she is,
her smile is full by far the best at this,
her wisdom's wise like none I ever met.

Many times she stared death in the eyes,
Lord Jesus won that stare down every time,
there is a reason a work and there is a rhyme,
her name was given by God they have close ties.

I write this poem bout Faith oh and shes brave,
as doctors work on her she holds a smile,
her life well it's a treasure that we hold,
our testimony that God does heal and save,
she thinks and struggles to live and all the while,
Gods love is magnified a thousand fold.
K.M.

His Voice

His words are more than strong more than all,
countless like sounds of water flows,
the depth unsearchable God only knows,
so strong the words are living hear the call?

His call's a whisper booming through your wall,
started and made all heavens and it still goes,
the evil tremble they chose to be his foes,
He loves He gets his way so friend stand tall.

when God speaks His words have breath have life,
when God speaks you know that you belong,
when God speaks you say "oh yea so true"
so be encouraged friends when in all strife,
think of his great love and his love song,
for Lord Jesus is the Fathers words to you.
K M.