We are each called to serve the Lord
With many gifts to us He's poured
My gift of poetry
I pray to use
To give light to the world
And light its fuse.
I am a soldier of the cross
Reminding people of the loss.
The loss we suffer when we sin,
But are made whole again in Him.
All I have is not my own;
But rather comes from God's throne.
Each of us has his gift to share;
To fight the burdens that we bear.
My gift I share with you to show
God's Love and Mercy through my own
The words I write to serve Him best,
I write because I am blessed.
I write to serve the Lord.