Revival Back Then
Nine years old
way back
seventy-two years ago
my family went
to church's revival
The speaker was
a chalk artist
he told the story
of Lazarus
and the rich man
I realized I was
lost,
undone,
without God
or His Son
God reached
down His
hand for me
I did not know
exactly what
I had done
I did not really
understand
but the Holy Spirit
came in
I have wanted to
live for Him
and He has taken
care of me
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