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My Testimony

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Willie M. Sampson
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0 posted 11-05-1999 09:15 PM       View Profile for Willie M. Sampson   Email Willie M. Sampson   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Willie M. Sampson's Home Page   View IP for Willie M. Sampson



The angle of death little did I know,
was courting around my front door; but God had other plans for me,
He wanted to take me higher than I ever hoped to be.

Walking around with a big time bomb;
Working and running doing my body irreversible harm.

Tired and weak I said I need some rest;
Little did I know I was facing a test.

God worked a miracle in my life;
When I for hours laid under the knife.

The prayers of the saints did lift me up;
But Jesus sustained me when he drank the bitter cup.

At first couldnít perceive what god had done;
Neither the friendships my life style had won.

I ask the question, God why me;
Iíve tried in my services to be all I should be.

Why not you, the Lord spoke back to me;
Thereís deeper things in this life I want you to see.

I treasure the moments Iíve had with him;
And the spiritual healing from limb to limb.

A time of meditation with revelation too;
Iíve surrender to God and what heíll have me to do.

God not only spared my life twice;
But in my quiet hours gave me joy without price.

God doesnít ever do anything in vain;
Although it might cause us a bundle of pain.

He stops us sometimes dead in our tracks;
To confirm our faith so we wont look back.

I thought I had praised him with all of my might;
But heís brought me to another level after I came through this fight.

Now I have a testimony like never before;
My body bares a miracle I want the world to know.

I Shall forever lift to god my praised;
While striving for perfection and to know all his ways.

Praising the Lord is not hard you know;
And especially when heís given you your life back and so much more.

He is my refuge my Lord and my strength;
Forever shall I praise him with this body he has lent.



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1 posted 11-05-1999 09:23 PM       View Profile for Watcher666   Email Watcher666   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Watcher666's Home Page   View IP for Watcher666

Well done.

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Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you.
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