Glory (Poem)

By: Marc McMahon

Glory be to God, the heavens and the earth

He who gave us life, through dried up dust and dirt

He sacrificed his son, to forgive us of our sins

He has washed us white as snow; our journey now begins

With robes of righteousness, he’s now clothed all us kids

We are Holy and we’re blameless, though at times we sin again

Covered by the blood of the precious Holy Lamb

The devil can touch us, on no ground can he stand

We carry a mighty shield, an even larger sword

We are soldiers claiming peace, for the Glory of our Lord!


About The Author: Marc is a 49-year-old Author, Speaker, and Soldier in a war to loosen the grasp that Substance Abuse has on our society. He is a Father, Son, and friend to all those seeking refuge from this incorrigible disease. Marc resides in the beautiful Pacific Northwest where he enjoys, writing, hiking, and kicking the disease of addiction in the teeth, every chance he gets. As Marc always likes to say, “be blessed, my friends!”


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