Just wrote this. I was lying in bed trying to fall asleep before a track of ATC (awakening teen camp) and some of these words came to mind while thinking about my campers I've yet to meet.
--I'm not really sure what medium to classify it as though... just not poetry. but here it is:
Who is this King of Glory?
He is Kind. He is Gentle.
He is Lowly. He is Servant.
He is Near. He is Comfort.
He is Compassion. He is Man.
He is Great. He is Power.
He is Strength. He is Might.
He is Awesome. He is Majesty.
He is Holy. He is God.
He is Priest. He is Friend.
He is Just. He is Mercy.
He is Light. He is Hope.
He is Peace. He is Rest.
He is Lion. He is Lamb.
He is Still. He is Eternity.
He is Glory. He is Beauty.
He is Righteous. He is Worthy.
He is Jealous. He is Bridegroom.
He is Sovereign. He is King.
He is Advocate. He is Judge.
He is Jesus. He is Coming...
--Thoughts??
