I Was Like A Drifter

I was like a drifter,
Drifting very far away,
Not knowing where to find love,
As I drifted on my way.

Then I met a man called Jesus,
Who softly spoke to me,
If you would only listen child,
Your heart would be set free.

He spoke so very kind to me,
Then came time to do His part,
He asked me if he could come inside,
And live within my heart.

I am no longer like a drifter,
For salvation I have found,
And as for the Man called Jesus,
He is the best that came around.

Ann Hart©
Nfld Canada
February 2002©
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Copyright © 2002 Margaret Cox
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