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Wisdom

Those who hang their coats within reach Rise and fetch it to meet jarring needs Those who hang theirs beyond reach Lose it in the hour of need: unable, no matter How high they reach or how

Tender Mercies

On my own, I would borrow to stretch To prove a point, impress the crowd Win a cheer or two, convince myself That I can, whatever I will, however I please But trouble bursts when it is time

His Word

His Word, the scale on which I weigh My wants and dreams and goals for life His word, the tape with which I measure My might and flaws, my size and limits His word, the blade with

In our quest to quench our lust for life We are exploited by greed and ignorance Lured by impatience, corrupted by arrogance. Mercy recruits goodness, like guards, standing Between us and misguided hopes; maybe hidden From craving

My Shepherd

The deserts of life are long and dry Making my pilgrimage a daunting adventure That appears hopeless when I'm out or low On water and patience at the same time. By myself, endless losses leave me helpless Especially when

In His Steps

On my own, I can do some good And lots of harm - 'tis human being Depreciating with time but when God finds A home in the willingness of my heart My hand in His, following in His steps

My Rest

Life is like an ocean, coming And going, here and there Carrying all sorts along, bearing Me to places I like and dread and hate. Sometimes, like sand by the ocean Mounting pressure on every side Pushing

SAVE US!

Evil strikes harder as night grows darker The wary grow weary as fury and power devour The poor and the helpless. "Save us," they cry. Their voices silenced, their places taken Their tears move no heart beyond pity

In His Rest

Demands of life are forceful; Shoving, pushing me ever down. Eyes on it, I’ll spend a lifetime Struggling to hide vulnerabilities Battling to beat jeopardies Contesting to save a bit of me For soundness, for wholeness: There

My Peace

When I chase all I want in life I’m drawn and torn a thousand ways Confusion baffles determination Capriciousness frustrates diligence. Why? My wants are mountains and myriad Just like my ever changing thoughts But when I

Author: Glory

Wisdom

Tender Mercies

His Word

In His Ways

My Shepherd

In His Steps

My Rest

SAVE US!

In His Rest

My Peace

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