Best Poem of J. D. Martin

When Nothing Could Comfort Give
In pain I sought the Lord of Life
When nothing could comfort give
And when my soul these things abhorred
Christ said come forth and live

You know the sorrows that I felt
My pains and groans were heard
A burden laid upon my heart
You saved me through your word

My heart I wholly give . . .
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A Dance With The Devil
Everyone this week has danced along with the devil
Everyone this week has played the harlot and the rebel
Everyone this week is a sinner in need of grace
Everyone this week can repent and seek his face . . .
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