Poem -

I will survive

I will survive

I will live and not die.

When it comes to famine, disease. and sword.

I will survive.

I will survive, because I have Jesus at my side.

I will survive, Because I have Jesus as my guide.

Before his very throne I'll be.

This how I will spend eternity.

With my cup filled to the rim,

And overflowing with imortality.

Because Jesus is all about life, and not death.

He's my eternal breath.

He's the reason why God hears me when I pray.

He's the reason why IĀ survive each day.

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Rachel Hughes

your words hit my heart to ,you know the truth about who

jesus is. And you are very kind!! God Bless

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Bradford

Hi Rachel . Your words touch me .. Jesus is reason that I live every day. Ā He watches over me and my family and keeps up safe. I cannot imagine him not in my life because I didn't I know would have geat strife. Cheers on this great write. HrlĀ 

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Rachel Hughes

Oh thanks so much for taking time to read this poem. I'm glad you liked it

Its a true poem Jesus is the reason why I survive each day.

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Lyn Dennis

Thank you Rachel for sharing..yes you will!!

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Rachel Hughes

you too lyn, your a survivor in christ, I hope god blesses you in all your endevors.

AndĀ in all you do!! And you are still one of my favor poets hereĀ thanks for sharing your gift with us God Bless you!!!!

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