I Am - Poem by louis rams
Those three nails that you see, is when they crucified me
The blood has dried but the nails are here
To show the world how much I cared.
The cross is made of wood and put into the ground
Where I stood preaching to a congregation of how
To achieve their salvation.
It is of sacred ground, yet no where can it be found.
The tomb where they laid me to rest is gone from
The sight of man, and with your faith you'll understand.
The cross and nails you do not have to see
You just have to believe in me.
I am the truth, the realization and through me you'll achieve salvation.
My words and deeds have been put in a book - all you have to do is look.
these words and deeds that were made by me is because of my father
Can't you see.
I AM but my fathers son who came to save this world and every one.
© L. RAMS 011616
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