Paid my Mortal Toll
Paid my Mortal Toll
By Arley Steinhour 100915
Dear Jesus, I offer Praise and Thanks,
For being in my life as God, and Savior,
My life-days passing, strait as Ranks,
As you train me, in Faith, and behavior.
You've tested me, with trials, through time,
To teach me how to think, say, and do,
That I could walk your path, and climb,
Jacob's Ladder, to someday be with you.
This episode, that seeks my doom,
Should know it has no decisive control,
For, only you, have the power of Groom,
As, only, you Paid my Mortal Toll.
My Doctor's skill, is in your hands,
Using his strongest medication,
To drive this infection, from my glands;
Healing the sick, his chosen vocation.
The Specialist said the 'bug' may kill,
As it cannot, be totally destroyed,
Recurrence assured, as immune to pill,
Through prayer, Your cleansing's deployed.
Bless one and all, who took to prayer,
To see me through this painful ordeal,
May you see fit, to heal my despair,
And, my body, as only you Heal.
AMEN
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