Last Days
Last Days
Miracle Man
October 15, 2023
Most of my life I’ve possessed a fighting spirit,
but of late I’m thinking does anything matter.
Daily things are happening, causing dispirit,
my eyes beholding things that fail to flatter.
The Bible proclaims, perilous times will come,
and the signs Of those times are everywhere.
I don’t live my life as is the manner of some,
my trust is in Jesus and I won’t bow to fear.
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