I’m glad He came through humble means;
Amid the din of daily scenes.
And not arrayed for royal reign;
To live, then die with poignant pain.
He paid the purchase price for me;
With Him, I’ll live eternally.
So now I live this daily grind;
Assured my future’s sealed and signed!
The Poem that became the basis for my writing!
Whittled words, fitly fashioned;1998, DAVID VELIQUETTE
Hesitant but impassioned.
Breath of God, humble desire;
Touch these words with holy fire.