Breaking the Mold without Forgetting the Old

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Child of God

I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

Your works don't impress
It is not what you do
But who you are
For before you were born
I knew you
And called you


I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

I will be your comfort
I am your praise
I will be here
For the rest of your days
When I say come
Follow behind
When I say seek
You shall find

I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

1 Comments:

Blogger Liz said...

I think this is so true of God. I think it is neat that u wear your faith right out on your sleeves. Its bold and daring but i bet you have reached people who never knew who he was threw your magnificent poems.

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