Heirs Whom God and Christ Own
J-ust after the dusk fades,
O-ne dawn causes much mirth;
L-onely night is just over,
L-etting light warm
Y-our birth.
A-pril ninth looks so fine,
B-ad weather turns good;
C-louds above never gather,
E-ndorsing a merry mood.
D-arkness passes from view, as the twilight has gone away;
E-vening shadows disappear, yielding to a beautiful day.
D-elight so pure is felt,
E-arly sunrise has shown up;
L-anes up high are clear,
O-ccasion of fun won't
S-top.
S-o much blessings from God
A-re truly reserved for you;
N-ever waver nor wane
T-o receive salvation so true.
O-nly in the promised land will we no longer moan;
S-trive to be perfect in faith, for we're heirs whom God and Christ own.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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