Through many a years

of countless falls I've come

I'll never know..

all the things You've saved me from 

Teach me, O Lord, Teach me. 

Sometimes up and sometimes down

just You...and just me

You showed me how to hold You tight

persuing...Salvation's victory 

Teach me, O Lord, Teach me. 

Nestled within the safety of Your arms...

we've grown closer...you and I

me coming to 'trust' the breast...leaned upon

albeit...distress, concerns and heavy sighs 

Teach me, O Lord, Teach me.

All through the ages...we will go

...my comforter and loyal friend

some battles won...some seemingly lost

Your will enduring...until the end. 

And then one day...bearing battle scars

but with a mind stayed on You

I'll  walk boldly up to those pearly gates

...and what will be my passport through? 

Signed...with Your Prescious Blood

...My Degree...

~The Lord Taught Me!~

Ps 25: 4-12

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