This man I met was not too tall
Slim built with pleasant pose
His hope and faith were all but small
That time would soon expose
Not ball too friendly at the start
I thought him proud and cold
But when I saw the child at heart
My love grew fast and bold
Wisdom’s virtue was not unknown
Knowledge beyond his years
He knew The Lord God on His throne
Could answer all his prayers
A warrior of prayer and sword
A friend to rich and poor
He preached of Jesus Christ his Lord
And taught of what was sure
In Christ alone he saw his course
Through Christ he saw The Light
Through Jesus’ gospel as his source
He drew the will to fight
Our friendship grew beyond compare
We’d talk hours and hours
We each had love we sought to share
As blessings came in showers
Seasoned with love’s most precious salt
In things of God so wise
Because his faith was not at fault
In Jesus’ arms he lies
My friend awaits his final call
Through grace of birth anew
A living stone in Jesus’ wall
[FONT='Times New Roman','serif']Who served his Master true.....Alvin..... [/FONT]
