Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell

Who is the one who loves us all
And never denys us when to him we call
Who never fails us through right or wrong
And picks us up when we might fall
His name is God

Who is the one to whom we pray
And answers our prayers night and day
Who eases are sorrows and relieves our pain
And in his arm we will remain
His name is God

Who is the one who gives us strength
And lifts us up when we grow weak
Who teaches us we shall not forsake
And for his abundance love we seek
His name is God

Who is the one who forgives our sins
And promises we shall forever live
Who is the one who lightens our load
And fills our hearts with faith and hope
His name is God

J-Is for Jesus he died for our sins
E-Is for Eternal life his promise to give
S-Is for Son of God the father of man
U-Is for United with him some day
S-Is for Savior the one who saves

C-Is for Christ he walked among man
H-Is for Heaven up above where he lives
R-Is for Resurrection he arose one day
I-Is for Immanuel he was also named
S-Is for Salvation someday will be mine
T-Is for Teacher to all mankind

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2-Cups Patience
2-Cups Nurturing
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1-Cup Protection
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Sprinkle over with Fun, and Laughter,
Spread over all with a generous amount of
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In a tall oak tree, on a steep rugged hill
Sit's a small contented bird
She's a singing Whip-Poor-Will.
All though she's small in size
She sings a chanting shrill,
As we listen to her calls
From the echo of the hills.

On a warm summer eve,
It gives me such a thrill,
Listening to the calls from the
Chanting Whip-Poor-Will
Though she is very  hard to see,
She is easily to hear
As the chanting of her songs,
Is like music to our ears.
As we listen to the calling,
Of the singing Whip-Poor-Will.

Mama with her babies in her rocking chair, she sings
The soothing sound of lullabies,
Her voice so sweetly rings.
Singing in her rocking chair,
she holds her babies tight.
The soft voice of an angel
Keeps singing through the night.
As children crawl upon her lap
And play upon her knee,
She sings the silly, joyful tunes
They love so playfully.
Mama sang the hymns of blessings,
With love and grace so tenderly.
She sang "How Far is Heaven,"
And "Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me."
When young years turn to golden
And memories go back in time,
She clenches now her dolly
And sings rhythm with a rhyme.
When words of songs have been forgotten,
She hugs her dolly tight.
She tries so hard to sing the words
But just can't sing it right.
She now sings la la la la la la la,
As she holds her dolly tight,

I didn't take a chance, so to speak
We're just following God's lead
He asked me if I would marry him
Holding hands on bended knee

He said that he would care for me
With pleasure meet my needs
He vowed to live a Christian life
And I had faith in him to believe

I remember when he whispered
It's not so much about desire
It's how our hearts beat deep inside
That sets our soul on fire

He told me he would cherish our love
And protect me as long as he lived
We would walk together forever
Until our journeys end

I knew he wouldn't cheat on his taxes
Or even cheat on me
For honesty shines bright and clear
For all God's world to see

I knew he wouldn't neglect our children
For they've been grown for quite some time
So tying a knot together would
Strengthen the ties that bind

I trusted he wouldn't desert me
When I crumbled and fell apart
For as he said what matters is
That he still held my heart

He'll be much more than spoken words
He'll be my trusting guy
Much more than luck or magic
Much more than meets the eye

So we're not taking chances
While in this world we'll be
We're sincerely counting blessings
And we're just following God's lead

My children, it's been a little while
And perhaps a lot more days,
So I'm sending you this message as
I have joyful things to say.

I'm here amid God's Glory Land,
A paradise home he made for me.
I'm amazed with all God's beauty;
His blessings I have richly received.

I feel no sadness or sorrow;
My heart is free from pain and grief.
I shed no tears; I am not alone.
God's given me forever peace.

I am singing with the angels now and
My garden is growing just fine.
My goodness! All these babies here!
I am sure they're all mine!

My doves are nesting in the roses now;
Oh, what a splendid sight to see.
My poems have all been framed in gold
For all God's children to read.

Oh, I finally found my long-lost friends,
For they weren't lost at all.
They must have left me far behind
When they heard their master call.

And my family that I missed so much,
I guess for me they could not wait,
For when I climbed those golden stairs,
They were waiting at the gate.

So I'll be here in God's Great Kingdom
Enjoying my heavenly home,
For my prayers have all been answered.
God's sharing his golden throne.

I've loved and worshiped my whole life long,
I've lent a fair hand now and then.
I've praised the best, I've prayed for the rest.
I comfort the lonely once again.

I've been strong in my faith, I've lived by your word.
Lord, I've obeyed your commands.
Now my body and soul are long overdue,
So Lord, will you take me home too?

Lord, you've taken home the weak, you've taken
The strong, you've taken the old and the new.
You've taken the ones that I've loved the most.
So Lord, will you take me home too?

My dear husband I miss, all my friends have gone on.
I've noticed you called them home too.
There's no one familiar I see around me,
So Lord, will you take me home too?

Don't leave me behind in this crazy old world.
I'm not wanting to stay here alone.
I've prepared myself to meet you real soon,
So Lord, will you take me home to.

As the twilight fell on the new crispy morn,
She grew still with a small peaceful smile.
My prayers have been answered and it's not too soon.
My Lord is taking me home too.

Once upon a time
In a faraway Land
A little King was born
In a place called Bethlehem
Virgin mother Mary
Birthed God's only Son
An Angel called him Jesus
God sent his Chosen One
Jesus came to save his people
From their earthly sins
So we may have eternal life
Our King so freely gives