Shoe Box II

All my dear loved ones
lost in sin
never will able
to enter in
unless His light
can enter in
then truly
we'll be kin

Every night
I knell in prayer
present their names
before Him fair
this is my shoe box
hopes stored to bear
but these burdens
He will share

sometimes I weary
as years go pass
and wonder if
my prayers
will last
yet not my choice
it's just my task
His love for all
steadfast

Romans 15:13

“Now the God of hope fill you with all
joy and peace in believing, that ye may
abound in hope, through the power of
the Holy Ghost.”

Book by Robert LaBarge

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