'Thinking' Poem by David Cleveland
'Thinking'
On Saturday night.
When people go out for a drink.
I sit at home.
Where I can think.
I think about how,
Jesus set me free.
How he died on the cross.
And he did this for you and me.
So on Sunday morning.
I'm in church singing his name in praise.
Thanking him for all he's done for me.
Never will I question his ways.
Thursday, October 29, 2026
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