#EmphaitcMusings #Poetry: Gratitude

Where to worship on Sunday


It was a song,
Early in the morning
That brought the memory
Of how you saved me.
Now I’m here on my knees,
Thankful for yet another year
Of being able to worship you
In the land of the living.

Another year
Of fulfiling purpose,
And touching lives.
Every day with you
Is like a dream.

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