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The Promise
When I think about the King
a glow warms me deep inside,
Because I know it was for me
why the Lord and Savior died.
How anyone could doubt
the Lords words to be true,
When to call upon his name
is all you have to do.
No matter what happens
upon this mortal earth,
The Lord has given to me
an amazing spiritual rebirth.
For when I confessed to Jesus and
asked Him into my heart,
He said now you’re mine forever
I promise I will never part.
So I have the ultimate word
of God and the King of Kings,
To send my Soul to Heaven
where the legions of Angels sings.
JRS © 11-7-99
The "Okie" Poet
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