THE NEW WARRIOR
Out of the mire and dripping with clay,
Emerged The New Warrior God saw fit to save,
A matted haired, dirty, angry young man,
Gods sees his heroes as no one else can,
Piled upon his head a legacy of sin,
Never asked for God’s touch,
Believed God could never love him,
Out of the mire and into God’s fire,
Shiny and polished, cleansed and forgiven,
Stands a strong warrior ready,
He heeds to God’s desires,
His Savior, His King, His Everything,
Out of the mire and dripping with clay,
Emerged The New Warrior,
God saw fit to save.
written by mona
I am a witness to God’s love in so many ways.
This poem is my testimony to the truth of God’s
Unbridled passion for us.
The matted haired, dirty, angry young man is
my son.
It is a true miracle that he was able to be saved.
Don’t ever give up hope or stop praying
We must trust in our faith in Gods Love.
His will and His plan.
PRAISE OUR LOVING FATHER, I LOVE YOU.
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