The Troubled SeaA Poem by Brother JacobAs the seas were troubled, on a windy night. All of us disciples were filled with fright. But our Master was peacefully sleeping. As the seas troubled more, the winds kept creeping. We thought we were goners; we thought we would die. We woke up the Master and began to cry. The Master raised His hand, and said to the wind, "peace be still." He rebuked the storm; it obeyed His will. Written 2021 Matthew 8:23"27, Mark 4:35"41, and Luke 8:22"25 © 2022 Brother Jacob |
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Added on January 14, 2022 Last Updated on January 14, 2022 AuthorBrother JacobAboutHello, my name is Jacob; I am a Christian author in my early 20's. I'm not perfect just a sinner saved by the Precious Blood of Jesus Christ. more..Writing
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