Moostef Vosti


THIS MAN HE... (prt 1)


When I was a piece of clay
He became my Potter
Today to Him I shall pray

When I was a knuckle head
And sins engulfed my innocence
This man he cared
He showed me his presence

I sometimes forget myself
He reminds me of my being
In His holy book, and shows me
My day how to begin

When they say men are heartless
Without tears and emotions
He knows my hidden brokeness
In His presence I let my emotion

You call Him Daddy
I call this man Rabbi
He is my Master
This man He's my teacher

Listen up dear world
I am amazed at this man
Kind and gentle are His words

This man he is the strong pillar
That I lean on when I'm broken
In man there's no such comfort
Man might fail in problems

He is three in one
Like Him there's none
To love is my plan
Like He did this Holy son

This man He is...
JESUS CHRIST

Moostef Vosti

Submitted: Sunday, January 08, 2012
Edited: Sunday, January 08, 2012

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