George Poem

Saving Grace

That joy he gave, I can’t replace
He filled my soul, that empty space
And all my sins, which brought disgrace
Washed away without a trace
Oh such wonderful saving grace
So daily now I seek his face
I’ve made my mind, I’ve packed my case
I’m heading toward that eternal place
But Satans angry giving chase
I mustn’t look back but keep up the pace
Until I reach that heavenly base
Where God is waiting to embrace

By George Roberts

God Bless and have a Great Day !!!

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