Tho under I walk,
The shadow of death,
And the evil which cometh,
All ways from wherenth
I remember the father,
The faith in you He,
On whom you believed in
And prayed Him for me,
Rewarded He greatly,
The things that you’ve done
For you are the only,
The begotten Son,
For this I remember,
For that I do pray,
For this I believe in,
For that I have faith,
For none is so mighty,
So mighty as thee,
The almighty savior,
Thy savior is he,
The only whose risen,
Who rose from the grave,
And conquered the darkness
On which I’m afraid,
For this I remember,
For that I do pray,
For this I believe in,
For that I have faith.

Thomas Jearld Cobb, Jr. lives in Brentwood, CA. He is a gifted poet. And though he was never interested in poetry as a young man, he believes the things we have in mind for our lives aren’t always the things GOD has intended for us. Like treasure hidden inside us, our gifts are waiting to be discovered – hence, he is a poet. Read Thomas’ poems.
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