"FOR THEIR SAKE" John 17:19
April 15, 2021
Copyright 2008 By: "THE PO' FOLK'S POET", Mr.Marion Obafemi
No problem too big, no river too wide
No mountain too tall that can’t be climbed.
No ocean too deep, no heat too hot
No manner of disease , no issue of blood that can’t be stopped.
You raised the dead, you gave sight to the blind
You healed the sick, you restored my mind.
You fed me when I was hungry, when I was thirsty you were water to drink
You were my friend when I was lonely, when I’m troubled you are the
thought I think.
You’re my shelter in the time of a storm, you are green grass when the
the field is brown