This is a poem I wrote when I was just a little girl loving Jesus:
Jesus came through the door
and walks across the floor
He reaches out to you
and whispers your name too
He forgives you for your sins
and accepts your Amen's
You regret what you have done
and you know you are His son
You place your hand upon the Book
and you give Him a happy look
He knows that you have won
to be able to be His son
I was in grade school when I wrote this. As I look back, I have to smile about this little poem. To be so young and not really know much; I knew Jesus. Didn't go to a church or anything and yet I still knew Him.
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Kadee Grace
Author/Singer/Songwriter/Freelancer/Poet/Ghostwriter
Love to write fiction, non-fiction in many genres. Have written hundreds of novels, novellas and series for people who wanted to be authors. Love writing Bible Studies.
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