Child Jesus
Awakened through the morning sun
facing the unknowns of the day,
the night of rest now is done,
as I struggle to find my way,
Engaging in what I think is right,
in a lonelv world of sorrow and pain
often leads to a deadly, sordid fight,
when the dust settles there is no gain.
Precious moments of lingering thought
hearts become wrapped in heaven's love
true treasures that can never be bought,
a beautiful gift from the Savior above.
To light a world, beneath the sky of blue,
courage and peace spilled upon the ground,
the essence of Jesus I know.
ever so true, brings on a night quire sound.
Debbie's Jesus or Mary For Easter Contest
by nette onclaud
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