After hearing you ill <br /> Our emotions did fill <br /> From your arduous hill <br /> With its ominous will <br /> Remember God's pill <br /> Won't let you sit still <br /> So be like a mill <br /> In the center of vil. <br /> Keep climbing you must <br /> In God with your trust <br /> And not just for us <br /> But for him who is just <br /> You know we will pray <br /> With the dawn of each day <br /> For God's glorious ray <br /> To help comfort your stay <br /> And God's holy touch <br /> To loosen this clutch <br /> Which has gripped you so much <br /> And wrapped you as such <br /> We'll ask God for grace <br /> To shine on your face <br /> And take off this brace <br /> That is stopping your race <br /> We'll ask God to heal <br /> As we bend down and kneel <br /> For our God is real <br /> And will change your ordeal<br /><br />Kevin L. Parks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/get-well-3/
