Love Poem: He's Never Late
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Written by: Marie Prance

He's Never Late

Sleepless nights that 
I have had,the things
you've said has made 
my heart sad.

Out of the blue, you
walk out the door,
telling me you'll
love me forever more.

Satan has desired to
sift you as wheat,
because of this, you
have become weak.

My Jesus has heard
my outpouring cry,
and this was His only reply.

Don't you worry,
and don't you fret,
keep your faith,I'm  on
the scene, for I'm never late.