Mark Adrian Adonay

(September 28 1999 / Sta.fe, Bagumbayan, Roxas, Oriental Mindoro, Philippines.)

Blessed Thought


It may that I
Thought I can fly
Or swim to the oceans deep.

It may that I
Thought for the crimson sky
To still on it's light and shine.

It may that I
Thought for the word where I
Can make a light.
But I know that these were vanity.

But today,
I have a thought so blessed,
In each of my hands.
From the light that I receive- - -
Not from the light of the world,
But from God's word; using His hand!

I have a thought so blessed,
Blessed thought it was:
When I thought about Jesus,
On how my life was changed;
And I the sinner, by grace is saved!

Greatest thought is when you know Jesus,
Blessed thought it was!

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014

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