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I thank my God to remember, Remembering you in my prayers; While we strive through December, We look unto the Lord who cares. Because I hear about your love, And the love you have toward the Lord; As well as all the saints thereof, True fellowship not be ignored. I pray the sharing of belief, May become skilled for full wisdom; Every good thing with no grief, Because of Christ and His Kingdom, I have derived joy and comfort, From Christian love of my brother; The hearts of saints refreshed effort, For fellowship with each other. Though I am bold enough in Christ, Commanding you on what to do; By never becoming enticed, That earthly desires pursue. I appeal unto my child, Whose father became imprisoned; Not to become weirdly wild, Become heavenly envisioned. I would have been glad in keeping, In order that you are serving; A harvest that you are reaping, Although we are not deserving. I prefer on doing nothing, Without the consent of the Lord; In order what goodness will bring, For keeping us in one accord. To whom will we have to retain, That in the stead been ministered; Serving is not to entertain, But in the Gospel be anchored. For this reason, we must not part, Our fellowship not sever; Remaining for a pure in heart, For a fellowship forever. No longer as a bondservant, Rather as a level above; Being spiritually fervent, Express to the Lord of your love. Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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