In Christ I'm found,
On solid ground
And sheltered by His feathers.
On eagles wings,
This life brings,
A wealth of heavens treasures.
My sin has gone,
I know the one
In whom I have believed.
Christ on the cross,
Removed my dross,
Salvation I've received.
A child of God,
This clay this clod,
Understands what grace is.
Christ took the fall
And all my gall
I sit in heavenly places.
With heart and voice,
I now rejoice,
Await a trumpet call.
Until that day,
I preach and pray,
Redemption from the fall.
This poem won first place for the
September 2010 poetry contest