God Rode for Me

I don’t know how or what you believe

But I know for sure that God rode for me

How do I know this how can I be sure and know

Because I’m in my right mind writing this poem from my soul

See not only that I know God rode for me

He did it that day on the cross up on Calvary

He’s been riding deep for me for forty-two years

Many joys, laughs, heartaches, and tears

Yet he keeps on riding year after year

Holding my hand through fear after fear

See fear is what has kept me bound for so long

But God’s love for me is ever lasting strong

I get in I get out I get in I get out

No matter my decision God would never shout

God rode for me ride or die true

He died for me just as he died for you

Written by Frances, Refuge Resident