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

You’re the heat tha...