Marsha Gupton
23rd September 2006, 03:55 PM (15:55)
In going through one of our older bibles, I found this poem on the back of a church bulletin dated December 9, 1956.
I am the Bible
I Am God's Wonderful Library
I am always - and above all - the Truth
To the Weary Pilgrim, I am a good, strong staff
To the one that sits in black gloom, I am glorious light
To those that stoop beneath heavy burdens, I am Sweet Rest
To him who has lost his way, I am a safe guide
To those that have been hurt by sin, I am healing balm
To the discouraged, I whisper a glad message of Hope
To those who are distressed by the storms of life, I am an Anchor, sure and steadfast
To those who suffer in lonely solitude, I am as a cool, soft hand resting upon a fevered brow
Oh, child of man, to best defend me, just USE ME
- AUTHOR UNKNOWN
I am the Bible
I Am God's Wonderful Library
I am always - and above all - the Truth
To the Weary Pilgrim, I am a good, strong staff
To the one that sits in black gloom, I am glorious light
To those that stoop beneath heavy burdens, I am Sweet Rest
To him who has lost his way, I am a safe guide
To those that have been hurt by sin, I am healing balm
To the discouraged, I whisper a glad message of Hope
To those who are distressed by the storms of life, I am an Anchor, sure and steadfast
To those who suffer in lonely solitude, I am as a cool, soft hand resting upon a fevered brow
Oh, child of man, to best defend me, just USE ME
- AUTHOR UNKNOWN