“I'm a Christian”

I’m a Christian, soft and strong,  
Walking gently, singing song—  
Of hope that rises with the sun,  
Of mercy new when day’s begun.  

I am anchored in a Name  
Woven through Jerusalem’s claim;  
Love that bled on bitter tree  
To open wide the way for me.

In crowded streets or still retreat,  
I pray for kindness in my feet;  
To see with eyes that Christ would use,  
The humble, lost—the ones who bruise.

My faith is bread, my faith is wine,  
A whispered prayer at sacred time;  
A folded hand, a lifted heart,  
A promise never to depart.

Through storms that crack the trembling air,  
Or gentle days of answered prayer,  
I know my Guide, both sure and near—  
When all is dark, He’s ever here.

I’m a Christian—yes, it’s true;  
Not perfect, but I’m being made new.  
Grace is the road I walk upon,  
Led ever home by the Holy Son.

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