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.