M's Poetry
My Savior
For I am weak
as I lay my troubles on your heart
I can't battle alone
you have known me since first breath
and until my last cry
you put me in a bubble
and lift me....depths of your miracles are unknown
you are more than a gospel song
you are more than a best friend
you are my Savior
My Savior in good times
My Savior in bad times
My Savior ever present
My Savior who often shows me
how he carries me through his footprints
I can never repay the day
you decided to die for all of us
it wasn't in vain
because you have several million who are saved
who will gladly and readily
join you after the grave
constantly making a stand
when the ignorant ones blast your name
you are more than money
you are more than material possessions
you are my Savior
My Savior in good times
My Savior in bad times
My Savior ever present
My Savior who often shows me
how he carries me through his footprints
looking back oh how I see them
how I smile, lost track of the times
you have been there to carry my load
how could anyone not know
what they are missing
if only they would open their hearts up
to my Savior....
2005@ Copyright by MEGAN BISHOP
as I lay my troubles on your heart
I can't battle alone
you have known me since first breath
and until my last cry
you put me in a bubble
and lift me....depths of your miracles are unknown
you are more than a gospel song
you are more than a best friend
you are my Savior
My Savior in good times
My Savior in bad times
My Savior ever present
My Savior who often shows me
how he carries me through his footprints
I can never repay the day
you decided to die for all of us
it wasn't in vain
because you have several million who are saved
who will gladly and readily
join you after the grave
constantly making a stand
when the ignorant ones blast your name
you are more than money
you are more than material possessions
you are my Savior
My Savior in good times
My Savior in bad times
My Savior ever present
My Savior who often shows me
how he carries me through his footprints
looking back oh how I see them
how I smile, lost track of the times
you have been there to carry my load
how could anyone not know
what they are missing
if only they would open their hearts up
to my Savior....
2005@ Copyright by MEGAN BISHOP
