Poetry.

July 6-12: 2 Kings 5:1-14 Unto a mighty man of God A man of valor came, To ask the Lord to heal his wounds And Naaman was his name. Once a man of noble strength Now pleading for a cure, He came with hope that Israel’s God Could make him clean and pure. So at the prophet's door he told The story of his grief, And from the house the prophet sent Instructions for relief. Promising if down into The Jordan he would go, He’d be made clean, as there he washed Within the rivers flow.

June 29- July 5: 1 Kings 20:28 The Lord is God when He lifts high And also it is so, That He is God of all the earth When I am brought down low. Upon the hills He is my God When life has lifted high, And in the valleys He remains When life breaths out in sigh. The God of hills and valleys reigns No matter where I stand, There is no place I’ll find myself That He cannot command. Upon the hilltops one can’t stay Forever at the peak, Nor in the valleys can one dwell Forever wher

June 29- July 5: 1 Kings 17:9-16 Not a drop of rain in Zarephath Nor all throughout the land, A little meal and oil left Was all she had on hand. With only just enough to make For her and for her son, A single cake as their last meal, Their last and only one. And in her state the Lord did send A Prophet there to feed, To ask of her to make a cake Despite her desperate need. The last of all they’d ever eat Before they’d surely die, But was this not a holy man Sent from God o