Dedicated To Jack Ellison
Dedicated To Jack Ellison
What God did was make Jack admit,
That his life to Him he must commit;
As it endures,
Challenge is yours;
Writing many poems while you sit.
While Christ back to heaven was rising,
It was then that we had been realizing,
God, His Son raised,
Who we have praised;
Each day did have a delightful horizon.
There was someone who had the name,
Of Jesus who had received all the blame;
More and more;
Clothes He tore;
We are so thankful that for us He came.
In every breath we have been taking,
Day is awaking and dawn breaking;
We are nourished,
While God flourished;
More great bread my wife is baking.
There are many things I must accept,
And by our later years crept and crept;
Open is door,
Forevermore;
Then soon in God's hands will have slept.
Many marvelous things my God has done;
He graciously gave to us His precious son;
Always encourage;
Never discourage,
And our faith in them we will rest upon,
Single faithful flower God's Son represented;
God gave Him to us after He had consented;
Son did select,
Us to protect;
From us sinning again, God has prevented.
What most about God I always do admire;
All of His efforts to save me will transpire;
Plants each seed,
Each of us need;
Meets what we require and not only desire.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2018
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