Jan 24, 2009

Poem by a man at a prison cell in vietnam

I do not know who the person is that peened this poem. But I have heard this so many times and everytime I hear it, it brings a warm assurance in me that God is always by my side and waiting for me to come home with His arms open wide.Here's the poem, hope it will bless your soul today.


Lord God I have never spoken to you
But now I want to say how do you do
You know they told me you didn’t exist
And like fool I believed this
Last night from a cell hole I saw your sky
I figured right then they had told me a lie
Had I taken time to see the things you’ve made
I would have know that they were not calling a spade a spade
I wonder God if you will take my hand
Somehow I feel you will understand
Funny I had to come to this hellish place before I had to see your face
Well I guess that there isn’t much more to say
But iam sure glad God that I met you today
I guess zero hour will soon be here
But iam not afraid since I know you are near
The signal; Well God I have to go
I love 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’ll wait at your door
Look Iam crying Iam shedding tears
I will have to go now God goodbye
Strange now since I met you, Iam not afraid to die

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