Cosy

Here I am, a cosy Christian
Waiting for my bus to come
If I sit here any longer
Parts of me will be quite numb
Surely He has business for me
There are jobs that I can do
Harvest field is fairly bulging
Waiting for my point of view.

Yes, I have you on My rota
You can do a job for Me
First you have to seek My leading
Spend some special time with Me
I’ll equip you with My Spirit
He will guide you to the place
Where My Son is badly needed
Come and seek My kindly face.

A Christian poem by: Mike Bullock

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