Come My Savior Come Poem by Buxton Shippy
Come My Savior Come
Everywhere I look
I see you and me
The poor;
Easy to praise
On the mountain-top
But in the valley?
Every time I feel insignificant,
I see you on the tree;
And when I touch the sores,
I eat your Body;
When I am thirsty,
I surely drink from the Cup,
But when I hear the Sound,
I know the Work is done;
And when I am missing you,
I pray for you
To come;
Come
Come
Come my Savior
Come.
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4/30/2024 11:21:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This one is really beautiful and touches the heart with a finger of love. A Saviour that saves and refreshes. I really love this fellowship.