Blessed Are Those That Mourn
In Christ
In Christ,I live
His kingdom lives within;
blind once
now,I see,
sin,that He could see.
Sorrow-filled
each day,I miss the mark,
wander from the path,
in ashes,soiled,I lie;
to Him alone
my cry.
In Christ
In Christ,I live,
elsewhere..I would die.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
