Sonnet: And yet, I must forgive
How much can I stoop? How much should I bend?
The world is getting at my nerves too much!
How much I take? How much I condescend?
How long must I extend my loving touch?
But, some are known to me and some are not;
Some are my friends and some merely strangers;
And some are ones with whom I had well fought!
While some had helped me in times of dangers!
Yet, some have irked me for a time prolonged;
And some I know have been perpetual foes;
And some have always 'gainst me truly wronged;
And some have been the cause of all my woes!
Nevertheless, I must forgive them all!
For Christ when thirsty was given just gall!
poem by John Celes
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Sometimes When We Touch Someone
In our lives we move around,
meeting strangers as we go,
sometimes those strangers
touch our lives in ways we do not know.
It is only afterwards,
we realise the effect they’ve had on us.
How they changed our direction,
made us better than before.
They helped us through a crisis
that played upon our mind,
showed us a better road to go,
in our confusion we could not find.
They touched our lives with kind words,
that somehow made us whole.
They became a beloved friend;
we are forever in their dept.
More times or not,
they never realised what they’ve done,
until we thank them
and then they are surprised by the fact.
They don’t want us to be beholden to them,
but for their kindness
we will always be thankful so,
for that helping touch,
when we needed that someone we did not know.
The next time someone touches us
in our time of need,
we should reward them,
with just a thank you,
because that is all they need.
poem by David Harris
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This is a World of …
This is a world of hierarchy;
This is a world of inequality;
This is a world of curiosity;
This is a world of ignominy!
But
This is also a world of charity;
This is also a world of purity;
This is also a world of morality;
This is also a world of bravery!
This is a world of ‘haves’ and ‘have-nots’;
This is a world of rich versus the poor;
This is a world of the powerful versus the weak;
This is a world of the ‘well-to-do’ versus the ‘downtrodden’.
This is a world of joys and woes;
This is a world of friends and foes;
This is a world of sharing and greed;
This is a world of loving and hatred.
Yet,
This is a world of inter-dependency;
This is a world of wars for peace;
This is a world of thought for others;
This is a world of common good.
This is a world of aligning with Nature;
This is a world of realizing God;
This is a world of accepting God’s ways;
This is a world of futility.
Yet,
This is a world of dreams and realities;
This is a world of accomplishments and risks-taking;
This is a world of making the world a better place for all;
This is a world of loving brethren and brotherhood of nations.
This is a world of adultery;
This is a world of mastery;
This is a world of flattery;
This is a world of mystery!
So,
Let us rethink, amend our ways;
Let us toil with a purpose for the race;
Let us keep a smiling face;
Let us spend usefully, the rest of our days!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 30-09-2010
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: As Human Beings, We All Have Problems
Which man on earth is free of all problems?
We earthlings face both happiness and woes;
All can’t be Gold, Diamonds or uncut Gems!
Sad days come to both friends and even foes.
The richest man on earth has problems too,
And spends much time in trying to them solve;
The poorest men on earth have suffered; so
Men can’t their problems on their own resolve.
The secret tool that helps all is prayer!
We ought to pray for ourselves, friends and foes;
The Godless men like rain-less trees wither!
Prayers help men to solve problems and woes.
Pray from your heart to God whenev’r you can;
Alone, you cannot gain Heaven, O Man!
6-9-2001
poem by John Celes
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Keeping email alive in touch
Keeping email alive in touch
A day gone by without your mail
I seem to be a year for me
Today I read your mail
Is full with gladness and happiness
Family and friends
Getting in touch
From around the world
I dream of the day, when we meet
Or again
In real from around the world
I will tell you, how much I love you
My family and your Friendship
When we do we spend all day long
Talking of this
Miracle email alive
Only we can make this happen
Because we been waiting for this moment
For a long time
I been waiting to meet you all
Or again
I miss you all
And to be my true friends
That you donâ? ? t know yet
When we meet each other
You agree my family and friends
When I read your mail
From the most beautiful family and friends
I have with you all
It is so pleasant to understand
I want you to know
You are the most loving
Family and friends
I want to feel your peasant
Completely our friendship
I truly love to have family and friends
Like you all
To all my beloved family and friends
Are important to me
Life in touch will never stop
Whatever weather
Keeping email alive in touch
The more successful is filled with common sense
poem by See Fee Lee
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Don't You Want To Be There
Don't you want to be there, don't you want to go?
Where the light is breaking and the cold clear winds blow
Don't you want to be there in the golden glow
Don't you want to be there, don't you want to fly?
With your arms out, let a shout take you across the sky
Don't you want to be there when the time's gone by
Times there was love all around you
Times you were strong and alone
Times you believed love had found you
And you fell through time like a stone
And those you have wronged, you know
You need to let them know some way
And those who have wronged you, know
You'll have to let them go someday
Don't you want to be there?
Don't you want to cry when you see how far
You've got to go to be where forgiveness rules
Instead of where you are
Don't you want to be there, don't you want to know?
Where the grace and simple truth of childhood go
Don't you want to be there when the trumpets blow
Blow for those born into hunger
Blow for those lost 'neath the train
Blow for those choking in anger
Blow for those driven insane
And those you have wronged, you know
You need to let them know some way
And those who have wronged you, know
You'll have to let them go someday
Don't you want to be there?
Don't you want to see where the angels appear
Don't you want to be where there's strength and love
In the place of fear
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Father's Forgiveness
Father, I want to say that
I love you,
No matter what you
Have done to my family
Or to me.
I know that you may not
Love me in return,
And that our filial relationship
May be forever damaged,
But I forgive you for all the things
That you did in the past
And even for the things you do now.
Father, even though you may be selfish
And self-absorbed and self-centred,
And greedy and pompous,
I still love you because you are my father.
My Father in Heaven wants me to love you,
And I love you as He loves you
Because He created you,
And through you and Mum,
He created me, too.
Father, Jesus also loves you,
For you are his brother,
As I am his,
And my brother is his, too,
And he loves you,
And he calls you by name, as well,
For he loves you just as your Father
And my Father—that is, Our Father,
Loves us both.
Father, I know you may not
See me as a great person,
And that I may be a failure in your eyes,
Even with my head injury,
Giving me ADD, Asperger Syndrome,
And Tourette Syndrome,
And I may be a disappointment in
Your own eyes,
I want to tell you that I am happy,
And that I love the life I live,
For my Father,
And your Father,
Has given me wisdom
And insight in which I use
To help other people.
He has given me a calling,
And I follow it because
I believe in Him,
And I love Him as I love you.
Yet, Father, I want to apologise
For the anger I held toward you,
Because the pain was great,
(And, yes, it's still there) ,
But I no longer am angry nor depressed,
Nor saddened nor hurt,
And I forgive you for all that you've done.
I forgive you for the times
That you beat on Mum,
The times that you were violent towards me,
Towards my brother,
And towards Elyse.
I forgive you.
I forgive you for
Making fun of my disability,
And I forgive you for verbally abusing me,
And I forgive you for punching me sporadically,
And for spanking me every time
I got a ‘bad-boy' note when
I came home from kindergarten.
I forgive you for throwing Sean in a chair
And for all the times you
Hit him and beat on him,
And for the times you verbally abused him,
And for the times you mocked him
When he was trying to learn how to read.
I forgive you for the wrongs you
Did toward Elyse,
Including your impatience,
Your lack of courtesy,
Your lack of generosity,
And even the thing you did
In the shower,
Which is a taboo
To this day.
I also forgive you for the things you did
To the friends you made in life,
And to my cousins,
Albeit male or female,
To my aunts and uncles,
To your own brothers and sisters,
And to anyone else you may have wronged.
Father, I forgive you for hurting Mum,
For maiming her in front of us,
For committing adultery,
For cheating on her,
For lying to her,
For stealing from her,
For the hatred you bestowed on her.
I forgive you for all the lies you told us,
And I forgive you for all the anger you held,
All the actions and wrongs you committed,
For the profanity that came from your mouth,
And for your lack of self-control.
Father, I even forgive you for the wrongs you
Do now,
Including hurting Elyse verbally,
Many a time,
And hurting Mum indirectly
Or directly,
And Stefanie,
Either way.
Father, what is the past is the past,
And I love you greatly,
For you are my father,
And I will never forget you.
You are the father who joined my mother
And made me through the Father's Will,
And I will always love you,
No matter who you are,
Or what you've done,
I will love you unconditionally,
And I will give you my life,
If needbe.
I do not know if you are happy, Father,
And I do not know if you are miserable,
But, please, if at all possible,
Even though I forgave you,
And still love you,
It is not enough for your soul,
So, if you can,
Just realise that you are loved,
And realise that God loves you,
And wants you in His family,
And that Jesus wants you,
Even after all these years of
Going astray,
And that you can recognise this
And repent so that
You can truly be in the Heart of Christ.
Father, I love you,
And always will love you,
And I forgive you for all that you have done,
And now, it is time for you to make an action,
And I hope you can make the best of it.
I love you, Dad,
And never will stop loving you.
poem by James Roberts
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Happy Christmas, ’09!
Each year a Christmas comes and goes;
And Christ is born to end our woes;
He wore the garb of poverty
To take us to eternity!
The babe-king chose a manger just
To enter world as Jesus Christ;
He came to forgive all sinners,
And make them righteous true winners!
The Christmas festival brings cheer
To kith and kin and ones far, near;
Let’s celebrate the holy day
With prayers, hymns to thank God, Aye!
Let stars illumine every home;
Let neighbors, strangers be welcome;
Let Christmas trees remind the world
That God will shower gifts untold.
Let baby Jesus give us peace
Eluding all for long, with ease;
Let’s share the joy with folks around,
With foods, fun, gaiety, music sound!
O baby Jesus, Savior King!
Your divine presence, mirth does bring;
Your Father’s gift to world of men
Will take all souls pure to heaven!
Let’s remember this wondrous day;
Let’s lead our lives in God-told way;
Let’s show the world the Living God,
Who loves mankind and is the Lord!
‘Happy Christmas, ’09! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-11-2009
poem by John Celes
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Only Friends
I went into a saloon last night
and a notice stood out
like a beacon light.
The notice read as follows.
There are no strangers here,
only friends.
There is no frowning,
only smiles.
If you are feeling lonely,
this is the place to come,
as there is always
someone to talk to,
for there are no strangers here,
only friends.
19 April 2008
Note:
The poem was written around a quote that hangs in the saloon of the western town I helped build. The quote: There Are No Strangers Here - Only Friends came from my friend and our Town Mayor Papa Bear (Derek Lewry)
poem by David Harris
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No Explanations To Extend
I am 'where' I am,
With no explanations to extend.
On a path that has led me,
To twist and turn and often bend.
And in the middle of events,
Opening my eyes wide to them.
I am,
Who I am.
And this I have no intention to defend.
A growth imposed owes to no one,
Reason or rhyme that can be imagined.
Or definitions of it in ever changing times.
I am 'where' I am,
With no explanations to extend.
On a path that has led me,
To twist and turn and often bend.
And going through those experiences,
As this has happened the way it has...
Is only to myself comprehended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Lucky are They Who Choose to be My…
Lucky are they who choose to be my friends;
They’ll inculcate the good they find in me,
Repent for sins / misdeeds and make amends;
They’ll know Jesus and save their souls surely.
Lucky are they who choose to be my foes;
My life exemplary will show them Christ;
I’ll pray for their redemption too, of course;
Their hearts must change, giving up evil first.
Lucky are they who choose to be strangers;
I’ll think of them and pray for them also;
And God protects them from Satan’s dangers;
God’s love will cast its spell magical, Oh!
Lucky are they who choose to read my words;
They’ll have a peaceful, carefree life like birds!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-8-2006
poem by John Celes
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I Don't Think So
I Don't Think So
We've been through this time together
AlI in my mind the love was so alive
Oh I never wanted for another
Then I saw the beginnings of a Iie
Good times and the bad times
Through the good times and the bad times with me
Good times and the bad times
Yeah I wonder why I never see
Good times and the bad times
Oh maybe there was always something wrong
Good times and the bad times
Did l wait too long
Chorus:
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Through the best of the best and the worst of the times
I don't think so
You said the world was a beautiful place
l don't think so
You swore the love was perfectly sale
I don't think so
People can only stay together
If in their hearts they know they can say what's on their minds
Would you say
Good times and the bad times
If it can't really be then I gotta move on
Good times and the bad times
Is it really time
Chorus: (repeat)
Said the check's in the mail and the maiI's on time
I don't think so
Said out of touch ain't out of mind
I don't think so
Couldn't live without me, and that's a fact
I don't think so
Love is real and it's not an act
I don't think so
Come on
Good times and the bad times
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Baby our love was a beautiful thing
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Through the best of the best and the worst of times
I don't think so
l don't think so baby oh baby oh baby come on
I don't think so
The love was right but the loving was wrong
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Sonnet: On Being a Christian
Like Christ’s, a Christian 's life will have to be;
Like Him, he'll carry crosses all his life;
He'll live amidst a world of treachery;
His love of God gets reinforced by strife.
Like Christ, the world will unfairly treat him;
And punish him for 'crimes' which he ne'er did;
His woes and foes will make his life so grim;
Nevertheless, they will fail in their bid.
For Holy Spirit guides each Christian!
Against devils, evils, misdeeds and sin;
He walks boldly in the road to Heaven;
On earth and Heaven, the 'Xian will win.
A Christian's life tho' difficult is best;
And Christ will help him pass the final test.
poem by John Celes
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We Might As Well Be Strangers
I don't know your face no more
Or feel your touch that I adore
I don't know your face no more
It's just a place I'm looking for
We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a different world
We might as well, we might as well, we might as well
I don't know your thoughts these days
We're strangers in an empty space
I don't understand your heart
It's easier to be apart
We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in another time
We might as well, we might as well, we might as well
Be strangers
Be strangers
For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now
For all I know
song performed by by Keane
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Flower-Salute
THIS nosegay,--'twas I dress'd it,--
Greets thee a thousand times!
Oft stoop'd I, and caress'd it,
Ah! full a thousand times,
And 'gainst my bosom press'd it
A hundred thousand times!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Bends In The Road
As we journey down here to and fro, we never know where pathways go,
We can never see around the bend, to where that present path may end.
We can plan straight all our courses, as we rely upon our own resources,
In spite of all the time you spend, we never know what’s around the bend.
With many a roads having a bend, we need a source on which to depend.
You can use the source of a friend, but no man knows every road’s bend.
There is one who knows every course, who truly is a much higher source,
And that One is The Lord Jesus Christ, The Shepherd of pathways in life.
Friend all roads have bends in this life, sometimes causing pain and strife.
Christ can help you down any road; He’s always ready to lighten our load.
The Lord will lead you down any path, guiding you with His Rod and Staff.
Christ will always see you through, always knowing where you’re going to.
A bend could simply be in God’s plan, this to lead you to The Son of Man,
As God could use a sticky bend, to help you consider where you may end,
Bends in the road can help you see, that you need to think about eternity.
Before the end of this earthly course, men need to seek an eternal source.
There’s a final bend for you and me, and this bend shall begin an eternity.
Did you ever take the time my friend, and ponder where your life will end?
There is one who knows every bend, and where in eternity you will spend,
So take some time to seek Jesus Christ, and let that bend be Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
There’s Light at Life’s Tunnel’s Other End!
There’s Light at Life’s Tunnel’s Other End!
When I entered Life’s tunnel sometime back,
It was a totally new experience!
Sometimes, we’re shoved into this by others;
At times, we enter it all by ourselves;
Sometimes, the adverse environs force us;
At times, God allows such a trial-test;
The devils too happily see us thus!
This journey, we must make it with success.
It was filled with darkness, coldness, solitude,
Without a ray of hope-light from outside;
I groped my way for weeks and years on end;
I found the tunnel almost ne’er –ending!
Despair had filled my mind and heart often;
At times, I thought I must live like the rest-
A sinful life, without the fear of God!
At times, I thought I must back off / return;
The odds were pitted heavily ‘gainst me!
My conscience advised me to carry on;
Life’s trials, tribulations come to all;
In life, none can escape adversity;
Life’s challenges we earthlings face somehow;
Cowards only avoid realities!
I continued to be always upright;
I had to keep my good principles too;
I cried to God and pleaded many times;
Hopelessness filled my heart on many days;
But I did not veer from my righteous path;
Problems and strife do come to all earthlings;
Perhaps, they chose a few pre-destined ones!
The God who made me with love like others,
Would not forsake me anytime in life;
He made me specially for role unique;
He won’t neglect or ignore any soul;
I put my trust in God and walked ahead.
The tunnel was much longer than I thought;
I trudged my way without help from others;
I scarcely walked and never could I run;
God was my only Friend in times of need;
He made me feel that everything will end.
Our transient life has joys and woes chain-like:
There was light surely at the tunnel’s end!
It took a longer time for me, of course!
And when I saw the light at last stream in,
The joy I felt was indescribable;
The light was brighter than I expected,
Remaining so for the rest of my life!
God made it possible in turbulent days
To live without succumbing to devils;
And soon my days of woes were almost gone;
God showed a land of ‘milk and honey’ fast,
And here I live with dignity and pride;
I thank my God for all His help/ Mercy.
He was the one who stood by me in strife;
He was the one who lifted me in falls;
He was the one who consoled me when ill;
He was the one who gave me company;
He was the one who changed my dismal world;
He was the one who put my foes to shame;
He was the one who gave me victory.
He was the one who gave me strength of mind;
He was the one who walked ahead of me;
He was the one who helped carry my cross;
He was the one who forgave all my sins;
He was the one who instilled hopes anew;
He was the one who guided / counseled me;
He was the one who had loved me truly!
He was the one who energized my frame;
He was the one who opened my eyes wide;
He was the one who helped me smell dangers;
He was the one who loved me more than men;
He was the one who cared for me so well.
Sometimes in life, we do enter tunnels,
Of variable lengths and sizes, shapes, pitch-dark;
How long we have to walk in it none know;
No one can tell if we can reach the end.
But, there is light certainly at the end;
We must make it with patience, will-power;
And once we reach it, there ends our troubles;
The world will change most miraculously;
No more can devils tempt us with success;
We cannot commit mortal sins again.
The Lord has been with us through all our strife,
And showed the path of cross to Calvary;
For that’s the way we ought to live on earth;
And that’s the way we must enter Heaven.
God has ear-marked a time/ season for things;
We must await it without losing hope;
Our faith will give us surely victory;
And Heaven too to all His righteous souls!
God’s most beloved of creatures is man!
God has a plan even before our birth;
He knows our heart even before we’re made;
He watches us sleepless both night and day;
He feels so sad when we too face troubles;
But He will never close His eyes or turn,
Even for a fraction of a moment.
He knows too well the devils’ wily ways,
And cannot permit one more soul to hell!
The price of sins of all mankind was paid,
By death on cross of Jesus Christ, God’s son,
Who was begotten and on earth born man:
God’s love transformed into a human frame!
What greater love can Maker have for man?
God gave His only son’s life to save us.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-12-2006
poem by John Celes
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Where would I be without the cross?
I went back to the cross again in despair
and knelt at the feet of Jesus there.
'It's me dear Lord, I've come once more'
'For I've been here many times before.'
'I know my child, ' my Lord said to me
'But I'm so glad that you've come to Me.
My love for you is so unconditional
you can come to Me at any time at all.'
'Lord, ' I said, 'How can this ever be
that you could show such love to me.
For I am weak and prone to sin
and I feel so dreadful within.'
Then Jesus said, 'My child, Look at Me.'
and I gazed into His eyes to see
the love of God shining from inside
and His arms opened there so wide.
Outstretched as they were in loving care
for that repentant sinner kneeling there.
Held out for me in embracing love
the 'agape' love of God poured from above.
'My God, ' my soul cried out in shame
as tears flowed from my eyes again
'Such love is undeserved by me
a wretched man of clay and misery.'
'The wages of sin is death' Jesus cried
and the law must be fully satisfied.'
'So your sin has been laid upon Me
and by my stripes you've been set free'
'My love is poured out for everyone
who comes to Me as you have done.'
'For there was no other way for Me
to forgive you and set you free'
**************
Where would I be without the cross?
Weighed down with my load of sin and loss.
Struggling against unnumbered foes
With no Saviours love and so full of woes
Praise God for the cross of Christ
For His love and wonderful sacrifice
For the victory that Jesus has won
For the new that I have now begun
What A Ride
Present life can be one big ride, but, in my life God is glorified,
As The Lord guides me through, times and places He foreknew,
Times He ordered in my life, in that I could lean on Jesus Christ,
While God leads me from above, all through this ride I speak of.
My ride has valleys and hills, but lacking an amusement’s thrills,
For although each hill was high, at times they’d bring just a sigh,
Although at times it brought relief, time on the hill was only brief,
With yet another valley in view, that time was short, this we knew.
For on this ride I wasn’t alone, the experience wasn’t just my own,
Along with me in this ride of life, was a God provided loving wife,
By my side in the good and bad, a comfort when times were sad,
Comforted, not only by His grace, but by my wife in all we’d face.
The Lord was with us at every turn, as we helped each other learn,
God’s ways in dark times, as He comforted our hearts and minds,
And when on a hill we’d plateau, in our ride we had come to know,
Hearing the joy within her voice, together in God we would rejoice.
The time together in which we spend, upon this ride will soon end,
For Eternity is ahead for both of us, together with our Lord Jesus,
As soon we’ll both leave this place, to a home afforded by Grace,
And before in my life I have died, I shall say to Christ, what a ride!
(Copyright ©01/2012)
Strangers
(bobby braddock)
Two strangers passing on the sidewalk
Barely brush each others hand
He says Im sorry
She says dont worry
And that is how it all began
A few short days and night together
And its like they were meant to be
Lying there with her he softly whispers
Just think what we were so recently
Strangers, strangers
The world greatest lovers
Last week we were strangers
Two strangers passing in the hallway
Barely touch each others heart
Now theyre pretending
Two shadows blending
But theyre a million miles apart
Soon shell be packing up her suitcase
Theyll be dividing all the blame
They know how they started
Now empty hearted
They dont have a clue how they became
Strangers, strangers
The world greatest lovers
And now they are strangers
The worlds greatest lovers
Have turned into strangers
Strangers, strangers
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Lord Will Provide
Though troubles assail
And dangers affright,
Though friends should all fail
And foes all unite;
Yet one thing secures us,
Whatever betide,
The scripture assures us,
The Lord will provide.
The birds without barn
Or storehouse are fed,
From them let us learn
To trust for our bread:
His saints, what is fitting,
Shall ne'er he denied,
So long as 'tis written,
The Lord will provide.
We may, like the ships,
By tempest be tossed
On perilous deeps,
But cannot be lost.
Though Satan enrages
The wind and the tide,
The promise engages,
The Lord will provide.
His call we obey
Like Abram of old,
Not knowing our way,
But faith makes us bold;
For though we are strangers
We have a good Guide,
And trust in all dangers,
The Lord will provide.
When Satan appears
To stop up our path,
And fill us with fears,
We triumph by faith;
He cannot take from us,
Though oft he has tried,
This heart-cheering promise,
The Lord will provide.
He tells us we're weak,
Our hope is in vain,
The good that we seek
We ne'er shall obtain,
But when such suggestions
Our spirits have plied,
This answers all questions,
The Lord will provide.
No strength of our own,
Or goodness we claim,
Yet since we have known
The Saviour's great name;
In this our strong tower
For safety we hide,
The Lord is our power,
The Lord will provide.
When life sinks apace
And death is in view,
This word of his grace
Shall comfort us through:
No fearing or doubting
With Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting,
The Lord will provide.
poem by John Newton
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