John Robert Bones Poet Verse

The Touch of the Masters Hand

If your batterd, bruised and out of sorts. If you think that your  not  valuable, or feeling 
unloved. 

If you have lost your way from the path  you were treading and all seems darkness, pain 
and fear around you. 

If your hurting, in pain and hard  pressed. I have an answer  a real answer for you my friend.
The answer is Jesus Christ, so come recieve a touch from the masters hand.

Come to Jesus let him clean you up, let him hold you close, let him heal and restore you to 
be who you can  be for him. Come recieve a loving touch from the masters hand to day


I hope that who ever reads this it is a help to you?

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James Christian March 23, 2009 at 1:10 PM HI UNKLE JOHN LOL ANOTHER BUTEFUL WRIGHT CEEP WHRIGHTING GOD BLESS FROM JAMES

Derrick Burton March 21, 2009 at 10:00 AM Love your name and the message of salvation which I read three times yesterday but didn't have time to read it to much. Enjoyed this positive well written piece and have a great day.

Diane Christian March 21, 2009 at 2:48 AM a beautiful poem John so full of truth, you have a great tallent, your poes will reach out to others and will help lead the lost sheep back home, If God gives you any more poems run with them Bro, I only worte what he places in my heart the same as you, you are an inspiration to many fellow brothers and sisters and many more to follow, God bless you love diane and Josh.

Belinda Parish March 20, 2009 at 10:14 PM A most wonderful write John. Hand all your burdens over to him and you will feel his love.

Lucinda Bulger March 20, 2009 at 7:30 PM this is real nice.Stands in a class by itself for truth :) blessings, Lucinda

L'Nass Shango March 20, 2009 at 3:37 PM John, thanks again always for the vibes. Keep on lifting up the King. You are doorway to the therapist universal ... through poems like this.