Light Over My Head
There is a light
over my head
it follows me
wherever I go,
that light is Jesus.
I know it's there
for I feel His
presence, His
hand covers me,
to protect and
shield me.
Someday I'll reach
glory land, walk
those streets of
gold and sit
down with the
Saints of old
and talk shop
with them,
like I never
did in church.
Listening to old
Jonah telling me
about his time
spent in the belly
of the great fish.
How little David
felt when he
was out there
facing the giant
Goliath.
Oh what a time!
it will be and
I thank my Jesus,
for His light over
me and for my
salvation He gave freely.
wrote 9-16--08
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