Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Poem 9: Friends

I love my friends
Great companions all mine
How I treasure these ones
Precious friends all mine

They sharpen me like iron
Play a great part in my formation
Significant , though unpleasant , their correction
Even to working out my salvation

They are there when I need comfort
I know I can rely on their prayer support
To the extent of sacrificing on my account
They portray love of great amount

I love the times we break bread
In the Name of Christ our Head
Times we pray with one accord
Pledging to with one another be in concord

How I love these friends of mine
Great companions all mine
Lord all thanks is thine
For such friends so fine

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