Treasure Island

Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

God Means All Things to Me

If not for Your love, dear God,
What would I be?
If not for Your care, dear Lord,
How would I be?

If not for Your affection, God,
Where would I be?
If not for Your kindness, dear Lord,
Could I ‘live be?

If not for Your forgiveness, God,
Would not I feel guilty?
If not for Your protection, Lord,
Can I live safely?

God means all things to me in life;
God is my only Friend in strife;
God is my guiding Light and Way;
He won’t forsake me any day!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-6-2009

Submitted: Friday, November 06, 2009
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  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (11/6/2009 9:32:00 AM)

    God is really a God. Many tries to oppose HIM but where are they(humans) who first started to oppose HIM? they all died and only few is interested to their story and some of them are already forgotten but God's Word still remains. Many predicted that the Bible will never last but after some hundred years after those people told that, the Bible still exists and it still touches so many lives. Nice write here sir! (Report) Reply

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