Poetry / Prayers

May my prayers be always and only in Christ - breath of the Holy Spirit - love of the Father inspired.

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    Hope in Despair

    ‘I could ask the darkness to hide me and the light around me to become night-but even in the darkness I cannot hide from you. To you the night shines as bright as day.’ Ps 139 You, oh God are…

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    Sheltered

    I step within the shadow of your mighty wings and rest.It is my place of safety.I am covered, loved, protected;sheltered from harm.Warmed by love.Made secure.This is where I need to be and here I will stay.I shall not be afraid.Dangers…

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    Lost in You

    I wander restless in the wilderness of despair, in darkness and grief. Not knowing which way to turn, or who to trust. Stones hinder my path, twisting my ankles, wrenching my bones.Deep ravines threaten me and the mist comes down…

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    Adored

    I come to you JesusThe one who loves my soul.I look at your beauty, I feel your compassion, and know your love. I look to you the beautiful one.And pause to wonder. What path have you trodden,What made it even…

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    Even Me

    He took the little ones on His knee,And blessed them Even Me. The very Kingdom of Heaven belongs to‘Such as these.’He said. He talked of seedsand soil,Sheep and shepherds,And, the wandering soul.Revealing His heart to seek them;That none may perish.That…

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    Purity

    Wipe away the smudges from my mind; the thoughts that would hinder me and cloud my vision of You.Let me see clearly. Wash away my stains; those things that have been spilt on me by others and by my own…

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    This is Jesus

    This is Jesus. A man of grief and pain. Knowing rejection. Stricken and afflicted but without blame. Seated once in heaven above, one with the Father, A Man of love. But He came.  The father’s son, His only one. Becoming flesh,…

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    The Broken Pot

    He picked up the pieces of my beautiful pot.Made in heaven for His glory.Only for Him. It was picked up, by others, but disregarded and tossed.It fell to the floor.All shattered,and lost.  But the master saw it.He loved it and…

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    The Boat

    ‘Jesus, Jesus, Beautiful Jesus.There are those who would laugh and scoff that I even think to speak your name. You are but fiction to them. But how can that be when you have revealed yourself so very clearly to me? In…