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Testimony - Love lifted me

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Had heard the Gospel Message

For years, week in, week out, 

In Children’s Church each Sunday

In need was I, no doubt.


Been ‘tending Church from two years

Our parents trained us well,

“Chu’ch day”  it was on Sunday, 

When dad, in bed, did lay.


For Monday, through to Saturday

He worked, to family, feed.

But rose up early Sunday

E’en though some rest, he’d need


To take the youngest threesome,

Those older, went alone,

And train them up in HIS way,

His vow, he kept it goin’.


Remember not the topic,

Of story that was  told,

But do recall the invite

E’en though was not too old.


The leader asked the question,

“If you want to know more

About this great salvation

Just stand up on the floor……


… During this invitation

The prayer that I will say

Then we will explain more, to

Show you Salvations way.”


With same aged peers around me,

All seated on their chair

No room for any other, but,

I felt a presence there


Hence, when this song, I do hear,

It brings a memory,

That Sunday morn  whene'er I felt, 

Love (really) Lifted me.



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