What More?

What more could I need than the sand under my feet,

The salt in the sea,

A summer breeze?

 

Him.

 

Could I use anything more than money in store,

Clothing galore

Desserts and more?

 

Him.

 

For how do I live without good Jesus,

Who always sees us,

Who always keeps us?

 

I can't.

 

He is my merciful savior,

Loving and faithful,

Always so helpful.

 

My God.

 

I live for him as he died for me,

Saving my soul for eternity,

He gives me hope and sets my sorrows free.

 

I need Him.

This poem is about: 
Me

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