“Fellowship”

I thank the good Lord

Each and every day

For friends in Christ

They comfort me in a special way

They understand the joy

As well as the rage

Of this old world’s trials

By my side they stay

I know that I’ll never see an angel

I’ll never find a pot of gold

But Christian Fellowship

Keeps you from growing old

And, who’s to say

What an angel is in any case?

Could they not be your friends in Christ

Brought to you without their true face?

©2004 – Donnie Sergent Jr