Jesus
walked on sand
In
a hostile, barren land
That
needed a hand.
He
preached the wisdom
Of
a kingdom to come
With
believing in the Son.
He
weighed up all the same,
As
we were all to duly blame
From
not being Godly tame.
The
poor praised His endeavours
Of
storing up celestial treasures
Of
variant and different measures.
Jesus
taught to help the vulnerable
And
was openly, highly susceptible
To
what was heavenly inevitable.
Sinners
can be believers in plight
And
believers can express a gripe,
Both
are forgiven with Jesus’ might.
Jesus
has created so much peace of mind
By
others emulating Him being so kind –
He
will be respected until the end of time.
©
Andrew Stevenson 25/06/2017
An edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
A poem everyone should read Andrew. I loved it.
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Thank you Yvonne, your words mean a lot to me. Blessings. Love love, Andrew.
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