Talk To Him
Rise in the morning and whisper and pray
Your knees will quiver as you say
Dear Jesus I do love you
I’ll go to the sick boy
and for him too,
I’ll pray.
His sad eyes will brightly flare
At the thought of some ones care
It may be only a day but that’s ok
Throwing away rivers of sad days.
Running through my mind
Thinking of others will find
The rubbish of sins forgiven
When we obey the Word of heaven.