Purpose
Purpose
By: Miracle Man
January 3, 2022
While floating through life, void of any calling,
each wakening day saw descent grow faster.
A hand reached down that could stymie my falling,
I then discovered the hand of the Master.
Since that glorious day things are not the same,
no longer I'm drifting through life without cause.
Now I'll never stop praising God's Holy name,
Cancer had my attention and made me pause.
Jesus said come forth from where sin has you bound,
I'll make your life's straits no longer seem so dire.
You won’t let Satan be able to confound,
Jesus used health to set my fields on fire.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment