Jesus, My Lord
That glorious smile of a midnight crescent,
Spreads the message of hope like a scent.
Thy face that shines with the light of life,
I looked away once, but now I sigh.
Jesus, Lord, my Saviour, Thee,
Please, I beg You to forgive me.
That illimitable entity,
My ultimate destiny!
Copyright © Stenila Simon | Year Posted 2012
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