We are names and places, forged
within the stages of history. Sadness
and blessings merge spirit and soul
to begin again, to fight on or forgive.
George Bennard, felt the roughened timbers
of the, “Old Rugged Cross.”
Carl Boberg, lifted the hands of millions with,
“How Great Thou Art.”
Sabine Gould, marched with nations against
enemies near and far with, “Onward Christian
Augustus Toplady, found his strength from a,
“Rock Of Ages.”
John Wesley, listened to a heavenly chorus
singing, “Hark The Herald Angels Sing.”
Horatio Spafford, when all was lost, penned
in his grief, “It Is Well With My Soul.”
And John Newton, no longer a slave captain,
Blessed us with, “Amazing Grace.”
Your ears have heard.
Your mouth shall speak.