by Deborah Ann Belka
10/24/2012 / Poetry
A little bit worn,
frayed and ripped
a little bit old
chipped and nicked.
A little bit used,
aged and weathered
a little bit scratched
scored and feathered.
A little bit marked,
scuffed and grazed
a little bit confused
puzzled and dazed.
A little bit broken,
cracked and chipped
a little bit sheared
pruned and clipped.
But Jesus loves me,
just "As Is"
and I am thankful
I am ~ all His!
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Psalm 143:5
King James Version
"I remember the days of old;
I meditate on all thy works;
I muse on the work of thy hands.
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Deborah Ann Belka
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TO GOD BE THE GLORY!
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