Jesus gave me a dream last night,
One of those beautiful ones,
that you know can never be true.
But then as I thought this very same thought,
I thought,
It
Is
And
Will
be.
I remember my dog,
the laughter and the fun,
of those childish day.
And here I am now,
full of hatred and pain,
though my family and friend love me.
Jesus saved me, and gave me hope,
even through the
rain coming down.
He gave me love and
kindness. He gave me
W strength and he gives
I me today a dream.
S most don't care
H E S about dreams or
But God encourages,
even the slightest bit of hope,
and feeds it to you,
where it can nourish you.
And God gave me a dream,
one so wonderful and sweet,
to where I could talk about it,
all day long.
And I truly don't deserve you,
Lord of all,
You gave me this sweet,
happy dream.
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I Don't Deserve You
PoetryJesus gave his life, and I give him nothing in return but sin. This is me and my walk with Christ.
