He Lives In Me
Poem By Donna Lee Womack
The One who created the light and day,
He is in the midst of all hearts to say,
Hear me, oh Child, receive the gift of life,
no more cries no more vengeance of strife.
Come and hear my Father's will,
and give to him what belongs to him.
Long for the life of everlasting Heaven,
and see our messenger the bird-raven.
I am here for you, so seek me and find;
Heaven is where you should always be;
My Father the King, oh God, you will see,
and forever and ever He lives in me.