Category: poetry
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A Bright Future
My future as bright as Your promise to me, That hope in my heart is secure as can be. That my feet walk with peace and steadfast resolve, That Your plans for me stand – those no one can thwart. My future as bright as Your promise to me, That…
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Digging Wells
Been sitting here in this pit for a while. It’s deep in the ground, I bet it’s a mile. Been digging this hole for days, until now Lost track of the time and sunlight somehow. It’s dark and lonely, here in this sad well. I wonder how long I must…
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Imago Dei
His image printed on each face In every heart displayed His glory mirrored in each race Throughout the earth arrayed His picture on the weakest child On old and frail, there too In men and women – both alike His likeness peers on through In those despised by this world’s…
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The Cloth
In plain white cloth of earthen yarn They wrapped Him after He was born. A wooden manger held Him here, God’s precious Son, the Kingdom’s heir. A Friend of Man and Heart of God, There in this earth’s brown, filthy sod, He lay and let this world behold The plan…
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The Joy of the Lord
The Joy of the Lord resounds in my heart, When I think of His love-filled deed, On the cross, when He tore my sins far from me – On the day He tore the curtain apart. The Joy of the Lord makes my soul rest in peace, When I give…
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Words Galore
Your words are as endless as sand on a shore, Strung together in books And in blogs galore. You speak them with vigor and zeal the same As if you’re vying for spots In Christendom’s fame Your words sit on tables and nightstands – piled high Proclaiming your wisdom Your…
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Prisons of the Heart
Down, deep below and far from light, Exists a prison cell, Where darkness rules, and pain and hurt And unforgiveness dwell. * Your unforgiveness locked the door And now stands there to guard. It trapped your pains of pasts inside This prison of your heart. * The only way is…
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Seizing Moments
It takes but a moment for strangers turn friends, For smiles turn cold hearts kind. Compassionate moments have power to mend, Turn a soul from being blind. Moments pass by and chances wear thin To seek and live for God now. Make every effort to look out from within, To…
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All For Him
What is the wind – Were it not for man’s walk In a cool morning breeze Where He hears his God talk? What is the sun – Were it not for man’s eyes Which when turned to horizons See new mercies arise? What is the bird – Were it not…
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The Heart Of My Father
The Heart of my Father I can see as I look To the ocean and stream and the tiniest brook. The Heart of my Father is revealed in His care – For the fish in the sea and birds of the air. The Heart of my Father affirmed in night-skies,…
Heidi Viars 