Ujamaa Christian Poetry
I Owe Him
I owe so much to God above;
I owe for His undying love,
It's Him I owe for the air that I breathe,
And for His comfort, when I grieve.
I owe Him for the blessings;
He bestows on me, each day,
And, all of His forgiveness,
That I ask for when I pray.
I owe Him for His mercy;
And for," His Saving Grace."
I owe Him for His loving ways;
No one can take His place.
To Him, I owe the clear blue skies;
I even owe Him for the rain
But, when I add it all up,how much I really owe;
Well, it comes to "Everything."
There's no debt consolidation plan,
For His greatest sacrifice,
It's the price, that His Son Jesus, paid;
For "My Eternal Life."
Written by Vickie Lambdin
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