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Inspiration


    by: AmBlessed(c)2007

When I was tired, the Bible is my bed
Or in the dark, the Bible is my light
When I am hungry, it is vital bread
Or fearful, it is armour for the fight
When I am sick, 'tis healing medicine
Or lonely, thronging friends I find therein.

If I would work, the Bible is my tool
Or play, it is my harp of happy sound
If I am  ignorant, it is my school
If I am sinking, it is solid ground
If I am cold, the Bible is my fire
And wings, if boldly I aspire.

Should I be lost, the Bible is my guide
Or naked, it is raiment, rish and warm
Am I imprisoned, it is ranges wide
Or tempest-tossed, a shelter from the storm.
Would I adventture, 'tis a gallant sea
Or would rest, it is a flowery lea.
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