THE POEM
The poem wasn't written with paper or ink
Neither was it stuffed in a corner called 'Poetry',
But was expressed in helpful words to others
And in sacrificial acts without reward,
Someday I hope to write a poem.
The poem wasn't written with paper or ink
Neither was it stuffed in a corner called 'Poetry',
But was expressed in helpful words to others
And in sacrificial acts without reward,
Someday I hope to write a poem.
And He answered and said to them, "Go and report to John what you have seen and heard: the BLIND RECEIVE SIGHT, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, and the deaf hear, the dead are raised up, the POOR HAVE THE GOSPEL PREACHED TO THEM. "Blessed is he who does not take offense at Me."
Luke 7:22-23
