Ever onward I Go.[/caption]Though I walk mile after weary mile
Still, there is within me no guile
For to Him I belong, yes
I am His child
Till I lay my head to rest.
There is a melody sweet and low
That by this poet must be rung
Out to the world to say
"To Jesus Christ, I belong"
And because of that I sing my song
Till I lay my head to rest.
Driven by a Fire
There is a fire that burns within me that cannot be quenched. It flows from my fingertips to land in prose and verse across my page. And it drips with honeyed, but compelling words from my lips in speeches and songs. What is this fire that burns me so? It is the fiery desire to tell the world of the love of Jesus, as on my story-telling mission I go.
It is Sunday morning and I am excited about the opportunity to attend worship again. There is a need in me to acknowledge the power of God and restoke my internal fire in doing so. And the telling and restoking will continue till I lay my head to rest.
When God gave us Jesus
He gave us His best
And so, the telling and restoking
Will continue till I lay my head to rest
Till I lay my head to rest...
Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care,
Alma L. Stepping On Jones
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