Monday, October 12, 2015

Homeless


I saw him under a bridge one day
Attempting to keep dry
The storms of life had blown him away
He merely wanted to die
A cup of coffee was in my hand
I handed it over to him
It's such a shame in this great land
His life would look so grim
I know of a place where you can go
I told him with a smile
The look he gave was one I know
Would be there for a while
Trust is hard to come by
It surely must be earned
I want to be his ally
And show him my concern
I would meet with him
Day after day
Telling him of Jesus
And why He was slain
Jesus died for you too
Is what I would say
Because everyone including you
Has lost their way.
Satan lost the war
On the old rugged cross
Our sins Jesus bore
Satan's work now turned to dross.

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