Keeping the Watch, with brothers and sisters, many I've yet to know, Searching for the Return of Christ, to welcome him here below. The time is short, without known date, So please repent before too late. AMEN
Dear Jesus Letter
By Arley Steinhour 053111
I'm sorry that I make you Cry
I'm sorry that I made you Die
For sins that lifted into the sky
Enjoying a life fraught with lie
I was Evil through and through
Until I gave my heart to You
And then from out of sky so Blue
You took me to the Breast of You.
You compensated for my evil life
With yours, upon the tree of strife
So I'd not suffer Judgments Rife
Disemboweled by Evil Satan's knife.
No matter how 'I' wish, or try
Still some things do become a lie
Even though it still makes you cry
Your Love forgives me, by and by.
Your cleansing now is truly showing
In cracks and crannies where sin is growing
You clean and heal the wound, I'm knowing
Your Protection, and Love, is ever flowing.
Awakening, you are on my lip
Morning Sun does fill my heart
Your Word keeps full my bowel
Your narrow pathway, my old feet on.
My love for you don't have to rhyme
It just need be a part of my life-time
For me then, and when the bells chime
I'll be with you where exists no Time.