In the quiet corners of every heart’s room,
Where shadows may linger, where doubts may loom,
Christ matters, His love an eternal stream,
A truth beyond time, like a sacred dream.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” He spoke,
A promise from the Scriptures, a celestial stroke.
Not just an anxiety teacher, as some may claim,
But the Lord of salvation, in Jesus’ name.
“In the beginning was the Word,” divine,
A truth transcendent, like aged wine.
Yet some dismiss, with a casual nod,
The wisdom found in the Word of God.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart,” it’s told,
In conservative teachings, a treasure to hold.
For Christ matters in every stride,
A Savior’s love, forever our guide.
“Love your neighbor as yourself,” the decree,
A concept rooted in Christianity’s tree.
Beyond outdated, beyond the fray,
In Christ’s love, we find our way.
“In Him, all things hold together,” the verse,
An anchor for souls, a blessing, not a curse.
Not mere philosophy from days of old,
But eternal truths, forever told.
So, let Christ matter in every land,
A cornerstone, steadfast, and grand.
Not confined to anxious thoughts alone,
But a Savior’s love, eternally known.