Treasure Island

Buxton Shippy

(7-27-55 / Montego Bay, Jamaica)

Come My Savior Come


Everywhere I look
I see you and me
The poor;
Easy to praise
On the mountain-top
But in the valley?
Every time I feel insignificant,
I see you on the tree;
And when I touch the sores,
I eat your Body;
When I am thirsty,
I surely drink from the Cup,
But when I hear the Sound,
I know the Work is done;
And when I am missing you,
I pray for you
To come;
Come
Come
Come my Savior
Come.

Submitted: Thursday, May 09, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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