Our Lord

Kind and Caring
never daring
Was the good, ole' lord
Was never creeping
nor barely ever weeping
Was our good, ole' lord,
He wasn't prideful
He was just very humble
That, my dear, was our good ole' Lord
He was a healer
definantly not a killer
He was our good ole' Lord

Our good ole' Lord,
He was our savior
he stands and knocks at your hearts door
Our good ole' Lord
he died on a cross
but it wasn't a loss
for when her died on a cross
Our good ole' Lord
He saved us for good
He saved us and left it to us
Now we choose
Accept him and get saved
or stay away from our good ole' lord.



This was me with 5 minutes being bored and given the challenge of using certain words in a poem! Thats why its way different then my others.

Clio Texana

Oh, this needs to be set to music someday....



are you being serious or joking????


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