Who is the sister that Jesus loves?
It’s me! It’s plain to see.
He pursed me, then He wooed me
But wait! That’s also your history.
I know He loves us all the same,
Each precious in His sight.
Although it seems He loves me more,
You’ll tell me that’s not right.
You and I are living letters,
To be known and read by all.
Engraved upon the hearts of men,
To help them hear God’s call.
My story isn’t over yet,
So I’ll pick up my paper and pen.
To share the love of Jesus Christ,
In the gospel according to Gwen.
By Gwen Hansen