MY BIBLE
This book that I carry won’t tell me whom I will marry,
Yet this book that I carry brought me through life’s sorrows, joys, laughter, tears
The list too many
This book that I carry, the words never left in a hurry
This book that I carry brought me out of depression,
Depression some sort of satanic oppression or just some sort of psychological phenomenon, whatever…
This book that I carry brought me through that difficult phase in my life when my emotions were all at strife,
I met a wise old man, a protestant monk who told me to kneel and read five Psalms a day aloud, it was in these times of solitude that I knew and felt the presence and peace of God’s grace in altitude.
This book that I carry has travelled through time, space, history and longitude,
Yet it is so appropriate for me and has filled me with hope and a future to foresee
The future that seemed so dim and bleak and when I felt the roof full of water only on me did leak, the power of that word of this book that I carry, which is so magnificently holy, these words never did tarry,
This book that I carry has now given me healing, His omnipotent presence in me indwelling yet day by day as I study this book, it nourishes me be it Psalms or Acts
This book that I carry has power to change, heal, and gives me a purpose to live and a destination to fill. This book that I carry is my life, my purpose, my all.
This book is my call