From Jesus Through MeA Poem by Jack Carver
There is God and there is the Word with light in it
There is light and he was life the light of men There was water then and the water above and below The future comes like the water in a stream You damn one stream the water flows in another I dam my stream and it flows in your own stream I am in you to the fullest and you in me This is indeed the Prophet who is come Into the world in the last of times for us For Jesus Christ has come to you though me Then Jesus came a walking on the sea Do not work for food that perishes then But the food that endures to everlasting life What you must do to be doing the works of God? This is the work of God, that you believe In him who sent me but more in him who sent him He is the bread the Father sent down from heaven How did he come on down from heaven's place Like his son who fell on him when he was born I am in my Father's hand and he in his No one can snatch me from my Grandfather's hand You are a brother to Christ but I am a son He has not many sons bit the rest ignored it He opened my mind and blessed me for reading John I should lose nothing that he has given me too And everyone who has learned from his Father comes to him No one has seen the Father but my father Christ So eat his flesh and drink his blood not mine It is the Spirit who gives life not the flesh For Jesus knows from the beginning who would believe Not always for I surprised him and many others For some of you do not believe in him No one has come to me unless he granted it Lord to whom shall we go? The eternal words are yours Your time is always here but his time has come To come from where he is and comes again soon How is it I have knowledge but did not study It is written, "They will be taught by God," I am one I do nothing of my own but Jesus Christ does it
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Added on February 23, 2021 Last Updated on February 23, 2021 AuthorJack CarverBemidji, MNAboutHow do Christians know what they do not know when they do not know it that they might even think of it? more..Writing
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