Sara Stoker

(Park Ridge, Illinois)

My Friend, The Lord Jesus Christ - Poem by Sara Stoker

Let me tell you about
My Friend in high places
He's there for me all day and night;
Voluntarily on a twenty-four hour call.
I bring him my joys;
My cheerful moments and spectacular experiences,
He smiles with me
And reminds me these are his gifts to me.
I bring him my troubles;
My tattered life and shattered dreams,
I bring him my fears;
My many uncertainties and disquieting insecurities,
He calmly assures me with His words of encouragement
Reminding me that He's in complete control.
He died a cruel agonizing death for my sins,
And rose again on that glorious morn' of the third day.
I offer Him my humble thankfulness
And because I believe Him and His Word,
I joyfully await His promise fulfilled;
To live with my Friend for all eternity.


Comments about My Friend, The Lord Jesus Christ by Sara Stoker

  • (1/12/2005 12:56:00 AM)


    The content of this is great. Well, how could it not be? But it doesn't really flow like poetry. It's very free. I think you should work on something with the same topic and see if you can make it flow a little more easily. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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