All my Praises

by Tim Trapp   Dec 5, 2005


To my Father up above,
With all my heart I Love;
Not a day goes by,
That when I think of you I cry.

In everything for me that you do,
I will give all my Praises to you.
For each trip I take,
Each dollar that I make;

Every new day that I see.
Because, tomorrow may never be.
When I say my prayers,
I know I'll be alright;
All through the night.

For every new face,
And every far off place;
Through your word I will learn,
What I can do for you.

Every storm you see me through,
Makes my Faith stronger in you.
I lift up my hands to you,
And give all my Praises for what you do.

12/01/2005

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  • 19 years ago

    by Britney Edington

    Tim(I think thats yur name),

    This is an awesome poem! I feel the same way. Sooo...yeah get back to me.

    Britney Edington

    brit_mo_2011@hotmail.com