My friend
He sits high in the sky
And watches over me,
Walks with me
And even carries me
In my most fatigued mode.
There could be not better friend than He--
Jesus--
For who would lose perfect bliss to acquire utter displeasure?
Who, other than He, would
Love so much as to be crucified
For my sins?
Only my dear good friend,
Who I love and worship,
Jesus.
God Bless.
- Jonathan Cedeņo
