Sworn To Thee
Praises to the one, that allowed me, to be born,
My father in Heaven, why do many scorn,
I believe your Holy honor, will be reborn.
I praise thee, up high, hearing a French horn.
To you My Lord, my faith, my soul, is sworn.
written for
Sponsor Adeleke Adeite
Contest Name Golden Gratitude!
Copyright © Cecil Hickman | Year Posted 2011
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