My...My...My Poem by Gary James Smith

My...My...My

My sins were weighty companions
They brought me to despair
The wrecked sure havoc on my soul
They followed me everywhere
I had no labeling word
To call sin what it was
Until I read the Bible
And saw its deadly curse

My transgressions piled up
They stuck together like glue
Each one took its place in line
To add to my burdens too
When I acknowledged the truth of it
That I was a sinner from birth
And that my nature was tainted as such
I saw my Lord's true worth

My Saviour became my Companion
No other Saviour as He
To love me still in spite of my sin
To die there at Calvary
When I saw repentance's feeedom
Forgiveness through the blood of the Lamb
My...my...my I thought to myself
I'm trusting in the Great I Am! ! ! !

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright July 920209: 28 AM

Gary James Smith