Category: poetry
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Like a Sponge
Lord, squeeze me like a sponge today, Let tears like water flow. For while I’m in your hand, you said, You’d never let me go. ~ You tightly hold me in Your grip. You wring my past sins out. And from Your hand my old self drips- Along with fears…
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His Present Light
I am sitting in my office. Outside my window, the new day is peeking over the horizon through a small patch of trees. The sky has slowly started on fire. These moments draw my eyes upward. Marvelous red and orange colors melt together with purple and blue. The night is…
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His Will – Our Prayer
~ Help us to fight with the sword of Your Word – Battle for loved ones, the sick, and the hurt. Strengthen our weak faith and give us Your mind, In Your name pray for the lost and the blind. ~~~ Teach us to lift up who can’t on their…
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Returning to Joy
I am forever grateful to my God who saved me from the darkness and brought light into my life through Christ! Today, I am grateful that even when things seem dark, I can know that He is the Light of my Life and His Word a Lamp to my feet.…
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Your Only Weapon
The following poem was inspired by a wonderful wordsmith and poet. She recently wrote a poem titled “Where’s Your Bible”. Please check out her God-honoring writings at Christian Poetry by Deborah Ann Your Only Weapon Sword of the Spirit, Word of God The weapon no foe can defeat Law of…
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Early Morning Finds
(What marvelous treasures I found this morning. With only -1 degrees Fahrenheit ( -17 degrees Celsius) these finds warmed my heart!) God is a Marvelous Creator. Come walk with me – I know, it’s cold. But let’s go out to see What marvels our God prepared- Find what our paths…
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Under His Feet
We tried to row and move along. The winds were harsh and waves were strong. With raging storms and waters high, We could not move for fear to die. * You just had shown your mighty pow’r, In feeding crowds that previous hour. You stayed behind, now all alone…
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For Saeed
They hurled insults, and spat on you. They laughed – said that you’re mad. They beat and kicked you in your face, Then left and hoped you’re dead. * They said you must deny your God. Then beat you till you would. They tried to take your hope and faith,…
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Pardon Me
S’cuse me while you folks debate, In knowledge deep and high, While you ponder those who’re gone And said their last good bye. * Sorry, if I bother you, In fig’ring out who lied, That boy took daddy’s gun away Left, shot himself, and died. * I’m sorry if I…
