Love Poem by Bonnie Shipman

They shall know us by our love, exhibited to neighbors all around
They shall know that we are loved, by peace within our faces at the sound
Of persecution raging or lying tongues towards numbers of our sum,
Like in barbarian times while lions ate the faithful ones of Rome.
Of grace with endless trials, for the power of God we've found;
Of singing as we're dying; of living with no love of earth as home:
They shall know us. For our love proclaims the news that God has come!