A Man
of God
Growing Two mile back
off the road.
are grape vines for making Wine.
Made under trees not for that,
sweet wine with a taste so fine.
Yet find this man different then most,
making wine for his God above.
For all the Church's around his town,
no charge, all done with Love.
The State came to empty his barrels,
but that's when God stepped in.
Thunder, Lighting came over head,
threatening to destroy these men.
His wine being the blood of Christ,
that was given to save our sins.
Dying on a cross so we could live,
And again He had no charge.
Then came a cold day in the Winter,
this old man just passed away.
We figure God took him to Heaven,
we'll know on that judgment day.
Author
Walt Chapman
8 /4 /2006
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This page posted on
18 August 2006
by CJ
