All Pure, Truth, Fruit and Water
All on your own there you are
surrounded by trees on an island
trees so bare no colour around
as far as eyes see alone you stand
One thing I brought was the Bible
the one book you can fully trust
simply full of God's inerrant truth
encouraging words so pure and just
With the land here so very bare
glad I brought nice and juicy fruit
full of colour and flavour so rich
fills you up from head to foot
On such a parched land so dry
brought pure water to quench my thirst
such a saviour in these conditions
keeps you going when about to burst
All of these ingredients so needed
for they are indescribably pure
how long it'll be before I'm found?
don't know but just have to endure!
( just thoughts if left on desert island with just few favourate things)
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