MY STORY IN RHYME
When Jesus came into my heart
I was sinsick through and through;
He made my blinded eyes to see
and He can do the same for you.
He’s never been so far away
He couldn’t hear my every call;
How could I not praise Him now
within or without these walls.
What does it take to make you see;
there is no other joy;
The peace He brings is so much more
than satan can destroy.
I once was blind but now I see,
was deaf but now I hear;
With sweetest voice, He speaks to me,
I know He’s always near.
2001 © Maxine Branthoover
Erica
Charles
Maxine
