On Ragland Road By Joe M. Ragland, J.D., Ll.M., Esquire Poem by Joe Ragland, J.D. Irene Bruno, Ph.D.

On Ragland Road By Joe M. Ragland, J.D., Ll.M., Esquire



On Ragland Road on a Spring day, I preached Jesus and I knew;
His giving me rest, and His very best, made me one of the few.
I saw the safety and chose to walk in His blessed anointed way;
And I said, “Let salvation be as a golden leaf at the dawning of the day.”

On the straight road I did race along on its slippery and narrow ledge;
Avoiding the deep ravines on every side, by words of passion pledge.
The Queen of Darkness acting so sly, I chose none of her ways;
I walked in love, and by such and such, much happiness came that day.

I gave her grace so amazing, and the mysteries of the cross made known;
Proclaiming the true God, and His Son, not made of jewels and stone.
And the Good News I did share, and I gave her true poems to say;
She received Jesus as Savior, and she was made free as clouds in May.

On that quiet street where we did first meet, I see her walking now;
With a smile and uplifted hands rejoicing as faith and grace allow.
That I had wooed, as I should, a creature of God made of clay;
Heavenly angels rejoiced as she accepted Jesus into her heart that day.

On Ragland Road on a Spring day I preached Jesus and I knew!

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