A Man Or a Maelstrom
Ever since I met Jesus Christ
I never stopped thinking of him
every morning when I wake up
I always tell him good morning
and say good night to him
when I am going to bed
Everyday I am drawn to him
while reciting and writing my prayers
and singing high praises
to his Father who dwells above
and having dreams
about someday entering
his sacred kingdom in the air
I believe that he came
down to this earth
and ceded himself
on the plains of Gologatha
just so his blood
can cleanse
my transgressions
from the flesh
To this day I still accept him
as my personal saviour
for he is the light of the world
mightier than both Adam
and Moses combined
He is not only a man
but powerful like a maelstrom
Copyright © Mia Pratt | Year Posted 2023
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