Like the morning dew on the petal
Your word captivates my heart
Just as the bud begins to unfold
My heart begins to grasp
The glories of my Master
For what He rendered for my soul.
You are precious to me my Saviour
Much more than diamonds or pearl,
Your glory shines far brighter
Than the glaze of the rays of sun
You are my real treasure
You are my only hope.
3 comments:
you are getting very poetic these days eh :)...good one! Praise God for the gift He's given you.
That is a nice poem... M glad that you have started writing again:)
Hahaa..Thanx Rajni :). Meditating on the splendor and majesty of Jesus will bring out nothing but songs of praise!! Our LORD is lovely!!
Carol: I am so glad to have started writing poems and thanks a lot!!
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