Lost and Found
There was a time when I did not believe,
and with disdain I mocked your thoughts on God.
“How can He heal?” I asked, and watched you grieve.
There was a time when I did not believe;
you seemed so duped and most of all, naïve.
Yet still upon faith’s path you firmly trod.
There was a time when I did not believe,
and with disdain I mocked your thoughts on God.
~~~ + ~~~
One hopeless day I kneeled to pray, and bowed;
and found my answers as I turned to Him.
I thought of you ~ His blessed love your shroud.
One hopeless day I kneeled to pray, and bowed.
He saved my soul; to follow Him I’ve vowed.
A choir of angels sang a heav’nly hymn
One hopeless day I kneeled to pray, and bowed;
and found my answers as I turned to Him.
Copyright © Lucretia Crouse | Year Posted 2012
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