Oh, boy, boy, for whom I prayed and prayed
In many a watchful hour at night,
Do you remember the letter I wrote you
Of the beautiful love of Christ?
Oh, boy, boy, for whom I prayed and prayed
In many a watchful hour at night,
Do you remember the letter I wrote you
Of the beautiful love of Christ?
I awoke one morning with the love of God
Brimming over my heart, so I went to see Richard
To settle the fence in the spirit of Jesus Christ.
But through a long sickness
Coughing myself to death
I read the Upanishads and the poetry of Jesus.
What will you do when you come to die,
If all your life long you have rejected Jesus,
And know as you lie there, He is not your friend?
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories