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Category: Poetry
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I stood upon a lofty cliff,That faced a restless sea.Above the water was my God.There, beckoning to me.I pondered how to get to Him.I searched for ways to go.The waves crashed on the jagged rocks,A hundred feet below.He said, Just keep your eyes on Me.And do just what I say.Have faith, I’ll never tell you…
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I used to walk a different road.My path was smooth and wide.The easy way was always best.So downhill did I stride.And then a fork was in the road.There stood a man in white.He said, That road will lead to death.You need to make a right.He offered me a narrow path,Of rocks and hills and work.Why…
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The lion is the king of beasts.The forest kingdom’s his.He’s not the biggest nor the strongest.But, because he thinks he is.His roar is loud and mighty.The others know he stands apart.He won’t shrink from the battle.For he has a lion’s heart.But a lamb is very different.He’s not fierce nor has he might.He knows the shepherd…
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I saw two children fighting.They were angry as can be.There was struggling and hitting.And I could hear them scream.Then I saw them moments later.They were running down the hall.They were giggling and playing,Like there’d been no fight at all.Dear Lord, give me that kind of heart.That doesn’t hold a grudge.A childlike heart that just forgives,Before…
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At times in life we go through thingsThat cause our hearts to fear.We draw the strength to move alongThrough faith that God is near.Although the tunnel’s long and dark,On faith, we must depend.But if, in doubt and fear, we stop,We’ll never reach the end.The enemy will tell our heartsEach tunnel is a cave.Keep moving till…
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I used to be a better pot Of beauty, strength and pride. A useful vessel men could trust With all they placed inside. But now a pot with many cracks,Unpleasant to the eye.Unuseful in my brokenness,No matter how I try.But God sees me as beautiful,Through eyes of love and grace.Great treasures then He placed in…
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Perhaps a sister, I’m not sure, Sent word to Christ for me. She told Him that I walk in death. I pray Lord, come and see. He came upon the sullen scene,Where, none, true faith, had kept.His Spirit groaned inside of Him.And then sweet Jesus wept.He could have waved His mighty armAnd done it on…