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A Soldier Speaks. John 5.34 John #22

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might want to read this out loud to yourself


Lord God, I have never spoken to you,

but now I want to say how do you do?


You see God they told me you didn't exist,

and like a fool I believed all this.


Last night from a shell hole I saw your sky,

I figured right then they had told me a lie.


Had I take time to see the things you made,

I would have known they weren't calling a spade a spade.


I wonder God if you'll take my hand,

somehow I feel that you'll understand.


Funny how I had come to this hellish place,

before I had time to see your face.


I guess there really isn't much more to say,

but I'm sure glad God that I met you today.


I guess zero hour will soon be here,

But I'm not afraid since I know you're near.


The signal, well God I'll have to go,

I like you lots, I want you to know.


Look now this will be a horrible fight,

who knows I may come to your house tonight.


Though I wasn't friendly to you before,

I wonder God if you'd wait at your door.


Look I'm crying, I'm shedding tears,

I'll have to go now, God, goodbye.


Strange now since I met you,

I'm not afraid to die.


I say these things that you may be saved. Jesus, John 5.34


The above was a poem handed to Ravi Zacharias in the early 70s by a soldier in Vietnam. Powerful.


Praying you will take a hold of Jesus' hand today. In him is strength and confidence.

Christine



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