The Preacher's Christian Poetry
He Hath Made Me Glad
I Came to Jesus weary and worn
My heart was broken and sad,
He fixed all that was shattered and torn,
and he hath made me glad.
All the mess I had made, He took
He never mentioned that it was bad,
Unworthy, yet my way He did look,
and He hath made me glad.
For many years He has supplied every need,
Took away every sin that I Had
I have always found him a friend indeed.
and He hath made me glad.
A resting place, so sweet and secure,
Not just a feeling or passing fad,
I know His love will always endure,
And He hath made me glad.
My friend, it is Jesus that I recommend,
Even through your life is lonely and sad,
On Him you can always depend,
To meet your need and make you glad
