No Wonder They Call Him the Savior

Yes you are a good poet, and that wont change. Adaption and moderation are the things that make us better. Go well and its good to walk with you he knew he had to leave his throne and come down to be a little child by Mary in time he would grow but there are things you ought to know my Jesus showed the furtherance of the gospel some would end up in the hospital but he would rise That day in the garden he knew it others sort of blew it but he went threw with it Took the blows each one in piercing agony to scream but he woul lick his wounds clean In every human heart to impart the drama to unfold leaves you feeling breathless & alone yet to boldly go where no man has gone before through the center stage of the universe Jesus is the rest we each of us needs through a bruised reed start spreading the disease you can be alone basking in the tropics next thing you know you receive a knock at your door Jesus in his perfection comes to you and asks to receive him as a little child today leave your worrys behind and join in the glorious chorus that has summoned a few cleave to the one we all have to do through barbed wired fences with great defenses he was there when you had that heart attack waiting for you to react to come to him my friend you maybe lonely at a bar in much depression but stop your second guessing he's the one with the shiny crown and rainbow belt is sorry for the feelings you felt remember me in times such as these through barren leaves and rustling through the leaves a heart shaped attitude to put you in a good mood so stay in tuned to what you have to do a notion of field and stream he'll break through your dreams to carry you through the day stay humble enough to ever bow your knee to pray what more can I say