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Dear Jesus,
Sometimes when I am troubled and sad
and I don't know what to do
I sit myself down and have a talk with you.
Sometimes I wish I had a beautiful voice
to sing for you a lovely song.
But I thank you Jesus for the voice I have
you made the sound of it my very own.
Dear Jesus,
My heart has been broken so many times
I made my self numb to the pain
I didn't want to feel
But I thank you, Jesus, for all the love
you put in my heart
That filled the cracks and formed a seal.
Dear Jesus,
Sometimes the voice of hatred
is shouted from ones belief to another.
We forget we all came from the one true God
Who is our father.
That we are each others sister
and each others brother.
Dear Jesus,
Sometimes when someone hurts my feelings
and I say harsh word's in anger
the devil try to tell me it feels so good.
But your life's blood shed on the cross
reminds me I didn't act the way I should.
My heart tell me to say I forgive you
That ever good word we say is the devil's loss,
dear Jesus,
As I bring this letter to an end
I thank you for all your love and forgiveness
and for being my father, my Savior, my friend.
I know I am not perfect and I thank you
for always loving me anyway.
I'll try to make you proud of me
with every deed I do and every word I say.

Poem By
Clara Strickland Brinkley

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