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Saturday, May 17, 2014

I OFFER TO YOU: POEM BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL








I Offer to You

What can I offer to you, my Lord? No riches, no fame, simple thoughts; Footprints on sand, gazes that bloom View of horizon, mirth at sunset skies! What can I offer to you, my Beloved, A modest rhyme, my intricate secrets Array of hope, flowering of compassion Growth of faith, sparkles of love... What can I offer to you, my Fortress? My tears of joy, a serenade of bliss, Outstreched arms as I whisper, "Abba" Awe and wonder that does not cease! What can I offer to you, my God? Courage in trials, sorrows and pains The loves of my life, praises that rain, Success and failures, dreams that wane! I offer to you the essence of who I am, No avarice, no vanity nor pride of sham I offer to You, riches of my soul and heart Behold, to King of unsurpassing Majesty! All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail

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