It Must Be Jesus

It Must Be Jesus short poem

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Music of the harp and a host of angels
Singing of his glory. Well I am touched by
Your compassion and because of you my cup
Runs over. My spirit has been set free! It Must
Be Jesus, It Must Be Jesus giving his whole
Heart without reservation! Well I am in
Your debt for sure, dear Lord! And I dare not
Ask for more. You have put me back together
And I know I am stronger than I ever was
Before. And no I am not afraid anymore. It Must
Be Jesus, It Must Be Jesus still loving me for
Reasons only he knows for sure. But I have
Always believed that if I died today I would
Be lifted up to Heaven above. So I have no
Fear in the grave because of you I will live
Forever by the power of the blood. The sweet
Lamb of God! And It Must Be Jesus, It Must Be
Jesus giving his heart in the noblest way!
Yes It Must Be Jesus!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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