"Rags-To-Riches"

A childhood marked by poverty 
His commodities, we're very few 
Comfort and luxury, as others had
None of these, he ever knew

The meager resources that he had 
Were channeled as best he could 
To "make lemonade from a lemon"
Was a principal, - he understood 

Determination and perseverance
And seizing every opportunity 
Began to yield dividends 
Soon a ray of sunshine, he could see 

Prosperity later became reality 
Success came to his door 
"Rags-to-riches", was now the story
A lifestyle that was not know before 

A greater analogy comes to my mind 
A Babe in a manger in Bethlehem 
Surrounded by cattle in a stable 
The future appeared, bleak and dim

Later, He had no place to lay His head 
Yet He ascended to Heaven’s throne 
Is this not a "rags-to-riches" story 
No greater one was ever known 

Our righteousness is but filthy rags
"Works" could never merit His grace 
But riches untold are ours to claim 
If we only, His plan embrace 

Scarlet sins, now whiter than snow 
When His blood is applied 
The vilest sinner is now clean 
When under His wing, they abide 

Everyone who has turned to Christ 
Can claim a "rags-to-riches" story 
Impending doom, they have escaped 
To gain Heaven’s eternal glory                            
  
        Colan L Hiatt  =  09-10-16
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