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Friday, August 11, 2006

Your Word, My Breath

What a great mother that I would be
To leave my child something from me
With directions to the paths of life
As well as warnings from sin and strife

I am no better than those with heart
Who strive to guide them from the start
My goal to teach of the One Above
To lead them to the Christ, His Love

Your Word has fed me from milk to meat
Sometimes 'twas bitter sometimes 'twas sweet
But each time I walked away refreshed
Your Spirit at work within my flesh

You are my light, my water, my bread
A cleansing power is Your blood so red
This Crimson Thread is revealed throughout
Each letter, each page Your Word thus shouts

My King James Bible is my life, my breath
Without its nourishment, is spiritual death
It is by choice to devote precious time
Because I am promised a life so sublime

This Book of Directions You have left for me
Reveals what a caring Father You must be
Your Word contains warning of sin and strife
To guide and comfort me in this earthly life

What compassion, love, and amazing grace
Is revealed on each page for the human race
While we were yet sinners you died for us
To save us from hell and eternal darkness

Thank You Lord for Your Word so free
Leading us to Your side for eternity
Help us hold it and keep it with all diligence
Guarding each word with utmost reverence.

April 14, 2006
Kate Plourde

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