Denial
Our greatest weakness.
Is called denial.
Defending our faults.
Like living on trial.
From weakness comes strength.
Abandon all fear.
Confront all you are.
Make flaws disappear.
Make God your leader.
His spirit your guide.
Turn your wrongs into rights.
Changing you from inside.
We all lack the faith.
From the greatness He brings.
We are denying The One.
To ourselves we do cling.
We embrace the creation.
Not the creator himself.
This lie, it will rob you.
From a life full of wealth.
His life is abundance.
Our lives are deceit.
We deny what is good.
We live in defeat.
We look in the mirror.
Yet a window is clear.
We deny what He offers.
Pride's what we hold dear.
The world offers no answers.
But we continue to seek.
Solutions to questions.
From those just as weak.
We think He gets angry.
When we make our mistakes.
But in fact He is crying.
As he watches us break.
He just wants to fix us.
Like a good father would.
But we do what we want.
And not what we should.
Denial is a robber.
Pride is the thief.
A life of abundance.
Now a life full of grief.
Turn His tears of your pain.
To His tears of your joy.
The author of life.
Will fix what you destroy.
It's us we are hurting.
When our Savior's denied.
He knows the answers.
So don't look at your pride.
Fill the holes in your life.
Make it full and complete.
From the holes that He has.
In His hands and His feet.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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My Life Through His Eyes
The world we live in.
Is so full of lies.
The bad things we do.
We rationalize.
It's all condemnation.
Instead of conviction.
The truths of the world.
Become our contradictions.
We embrace the bad.
Push away what is good.
We do what we want.
Rather than what we should.
Two wrongs make a right.
Revenge served up cold.
The devil grabs tight.
We can't break his hold.
So we do what seems easy.
Not what is right.
It's a steep uphill battle.
So we give up the fight.
Don't look up for help.
Keep your eyes down below.
The devil reminds us.
To make us feel low.
I challenge my brothers,
And my sisters too.
To turn your old life.
Into something brand new.
For He will convict us.
And make us complete.
His glorious victory.
Is Satan's defeat.
He'll show us the truth.
Turn what's dark into light.
What once made us blind.
Will give us new sight.
The things that seemed hopeless.
Will be within reach.
The cloth that was soiled.
Now whitened with bleach.
So what's there to lose?
A life filled with pain?
He'll show you you never.
Have to feel it again.
I speak from experience.
I walked down the path.
My life of my sins.
Was my life of His wrath.
So I asked Him to help me.
And that's just what He did.
The lies that I lived in.
Became the truths of His bid.
He's made my life easy.
Even when things are tough.
The greatest of sailors.
Learn on seas that are rough.
For my father knows best.
He's the author of life.
He will give abundance.
To a world full of strife.
Don't live in denial.
His truths are not lies.
But you'll never know this.
Until you see through His eyes.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Where I'm In FAITH!
Within a place that creates completeness in oneself,
a place that needs no obstacles,
a place that needs positive reaction,
negative resolution, and stressful elimination:
powers within oneself to have faith
in the faith G-d has for me.
Seeking a miracle is a waste of my time
for the miracles that come to my life
are truly the miracles of creation,
creation of a strong black woman
who can make all things happen,
who can provide for her family,
who can live without the idea of dying
due to destruction seen before her.
I am a miracle in itself as are you,
our faith in ourselves will benefit us
more than the faith we have in what can be done by prayer;
having faith in what we can do to make our prayers reality,
many of our questions have answers,
having faith, and the courage to know the answers are a given,
we are from the breath of the almighty,
we are the world, we are what he has faith in.
Looking for an easy fix is the thought of an addict,
for I am not an addict for life, I am a solution for living.
Look within my eyes and see the miracle of creation,
copyrighted by God himself,
the creation of perfection in his eyes;
Life was given to us as a gift, as a lesson,
a learning experience
with that gift
we were given the ability to survive,
some survive some just live;
I am a survivor, a creation that makes me full,
full of complete joy for I am a gift to this world,
to myself, to nature, as the world,
and nature is a gift to me;
I am a child of God
with that I know my prayers have answers,
before I ask he gives,
he gives me the ability to be the strength
that you seek,
the power that you need,
the fullness of the empty glass,
the waters that flow, the air that blows,
the rain that pours, the heat that warms
I am a miracle, as are you,
see within your reflection
as your creator seen when he gave you life,
be strong, don’t blame, don’t worry,
do all that you can to make your life the best you can
for the faith that he has in you
can never be measured by numbers
the faith he has is you is much greater
than the faith you have in him,
for he is the almighty,
you are simply the creation!
poem by Taunya Benns
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Life……
Always give more to life, never count the gifts we gave..
Do keep a count of sweet memories, cause they are all we save..
Never ask too much from life, never be too keen to take..
Read the book called 'Life', learn from the mistakes we make..
We tend to curse our life, when life brings us pain..
Do ever we bless our life, when life brings peace and sain..
Big joys don't matter to us, small problems hurt too much..
We count the knock out punches, we forget the gentler touch..
Life is always a wish, we pray for better then best..
We seek self satisfaction, we end up neglecting the rest..
Life is a roller coaster ride, full of twist and turn..
each ride should bring more smiles, each turn should have more fun..
Life is fighting a war, some battles are won while others are lost..
Loosing may cause some pain, but winning comes at a greater cost..
Life is an individual sport, it depends on how we play..
Winning and loosing should not matter, take new challenges everyday..
Life is a sweet smile, life is a salty tear..
Life is the heart of courage, life is our darkest fear..
Life seeks for true love, Life needs our trust..
Everything for life is an option, for us all that is must..
Life is a tower of cards, you need to build it slow..
Life can fall apart to pieces, with a gentle blow..
Life is a silent river, lay in its flow and let it drift..
Respect life, if you respect god for life is his greatest gift..
Don't count moments in life, Cherish the life each moment brings to you..
Life can mold in different shapes, it depends on what we do..
Time is the greatest healer, if this is really true..
Keep good faith in life, and life will have faith in you..
poem by Abhijit Surve
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Life
Life is not a bed of roses
Life is full of ups and downs
Life, they say, is what you make it
Or, maybe, how you make it
But it seems to me rather curious
Why a greater group of God's creations
Would choose to make their lives
Bumpy, lumpy and clumpy
Instead of bouncy and bubbly
Some clearly act carelessly
Do things remarkably recklessly
Never learning from their bloopers
Always blooming in their bloomers
Making for themselves
Lives lined with lack
Presences padded with pointless poverty
Life is palpably how they play it
But what about those humans
Who loyally lead their lives
Striving to do the right things
Actually doing them perfectly
Yet try, very hard, as they could
Find themselves, struggling
To get disentangled
From life's strangling
Is life how they made it?
Is life as they like it?
Questions begging for answers
But it seems that poet is right
He wrote: some men are born great
Others achieve greatness
While others have greatness thrust upon them
Life is thus not only how you make it
But also how you are helped to make it
The funding firstly from the Father
Then furthermore from the world
Parents, family, friends or others
Whatever the source of the support
Proper purpose is primary
To reaping the required reward
And enhancing your life
But one thing seems crystal clear
No matter what one does
Born with silver spoon in mouth
Or born unto a mound
Life is seldom a smooth situation
It is a war of many worries
It is a race on a tedious track
With Life's rumples really revealed
When a person travels that trail
Life is not our type of race
What counts with life's race
Is the resolve with which you race
And whether you complete the chase
Finishing gallantly is winning
This qualifies you for an accolade
As many as finish the course
Are thus worthy winners
In life's challenging race
Complete the course with zest
And cross the line with zeal
That is what certainly counts.
It will make you to be counted
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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(Something Inside) So Strong
The higher you build your barrier
The taller I become
The farther you take my rights away
The faster I will run
You can deny me
You can decide to turn your face away
No matter 'cause theres,
Something inside so strong
I know that I can make it
Though youre doing me wrong so wrong
You thought that my pride was gone, oh no
Theres something inside so strong
Something inside so strong.
The more you refuse to hear my voice
The louder I will sing
You hide behind Walls of Jericho
Your lies will come tumbling
Deny my place and time
You squander wealth that's mine
My light will shine
So brightly it will blind you
Because theres,
Something inside so strong
I know that I can make it
Though youre doing me wrong so wrong
You thought that my pride was gone, oh no
Theres something inside so strong
Something inside so strong.
Brothers and sisters
When they insist were just not good enough
Well we know better
Just look 'em in the eye and say
Were gonna do it anyway.
were gonna do it anyway.
We're gonna do it anyway.
Something inside so strong
I know that I can make it
Though youre doing me wrong so wrong
You thought that my pride was gone, oh no
Theres something inside so strong.
Theres something inside so strong.
There's something inside so strong.
Something inside so strong
I know that I can make it
Though youre doing me wrong so wrong.
(5x to fade)
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Humility And Pride
Two emotions deep down inside, are those of humility and pride,
They produce what men may see, in the life of both you and me.
A haughty spirit can sure reside, in a heart that’s filled with pride.
A humble spirit is in you and me, when you’re filled with humility.
You can lift yourself up with pride, but God’s Word is not denied,
And God’s Word is clear and loud, God will humble all the proud.
Men may believe that they are wise; but that is only in their eyes.
For all of pride, my dear friend, by The Lord shall be condemned.
Men who are humble and meek, by proud men considered weak,
By The Lord are never despised, but truly favored in God’s eyes.
The Lord will exalt humble men; for this is in His Word my friend,
They will be lifted up by The Lord, as by God they’re not ignored.
On the cross there was no pride, as Jesus Christ our Savior died.
Christ had displayed for us humility, as The Savior of all humanity.
The Eternal God, far from weak, was to all men humble and meek.
God’s example is for all to behold, and His Word will not grow old.
Friend pride can be a hindrance, to the life Christ has given to us,
Pride will never be used by God, but it shall be judged by His rod.
Allow Christ’s humble spirit within, then you shall be used by Him,
As only a meek and humble life, truly displays the power of Christ.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
Full Of Life Questions
life is full of unexpected,
life is full of challenges,
life is full of bitterness,
life is full of strife,
life is full of contentious disputes,
life is full of revenge,
life is full of hatred,
life is full of mystery,
sometimes.....
life is full of sweetness,
life is full of joy,
life is full of happiness,
life is full of hope,
life is full of dreams,
you can have all this life when the soul is in body, and you will be able to feel everything because this is real life to creatures who call the''human''
Have you thought to life after death? ? ? ?
Make Way For The Lady
Some life Ive bin livin
Like a song in the night
Good sounds every moment
Good news and bright lights
Anytime I get lonesome
I just got ta do the things right
Make way for the lady
You can do it my son
Makin hay with no gravy
Brings the good folk down
Anytime you get lonely
You just got to turn it around
This life Ive bin given
It dont tell you no lies
Couldve been somewhat wasted
How could it be otherwise
When the sound of the laughter
Brought the tears in to my eyes
Make way for the lady
You can do it my son
Makin hay with no gravy
Gets the days work done
When a blue mood gets rollin
You just got to turn it around
Turn it around
Shake hands with the father
The son and the holy ghost
The impossible believers
And the heavenly host
If you must do it better
You just got to do it the most
Make way for the lady
You can do it my son
Makin hay with no gravy
Brings all the good folks down
When a blue moon starts risin
You just got to turn it around
Turn it around
Turn it around
Make way for the lady
And turn it around
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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‘Happy Father’s Day,2011’
One needs a father as much as a mum;
One needs in life, the love and care of both;
Both parents, children make family whole;
No one is less important than the next!
On Father’s Day, you greet your loving dad;
You thank him for all things and make him glad;
Without him, life can become truly sad;
Respect your dad for not his money’s wad!
A father makes life worth living for all;
He toils for family’s sake and hears your call;
The bread-winner, protector and your guide –
A dad’s the hero and everyone’s pride!
A fatherless child cannot grow up well;
Without your dad, life can turn almost hell;
A daddy’s love remains unrequited;
So, talk to him and keep him delighted!
Hence, wish your daddy dear on Father’s Day;
Obey and heed to whatev’r, he may say;
Emulate him and follow his advice;
Learn to toil and persevere to turn wise!
poem by John Celes
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Man In The Ocean
This is a song for the man who went down
This is a song for the man in the ocean
This is a heartbeat
This is a part of me
Everyone's reading in, in the papers
Feeling the fear and forgetting it later
This is a heartbeat
This is a part of me
This is the first step learning to fall
These are the wings, this is the call
This is the first kiss, bringing it home
This is the breath and the sex and the bones
And my hands, are full of life
And the rhythm in you, is the rhythm in me
And my hands, are full of life
Oooh, you make me feel
And this is the curse to the wave, that threw you
This is the shame of the years I slept
This is the glory, these are the tears
This is the longing in your belly
This is the siren in your veins
This is the light in the eyes of angels
This is the dark in the heart of danger
And my hands, are full of life
And the rhythm in you, is the rhythm in me
And my hands, are full of life
Oooh, you make me feel
We live forever our minds
A bit still we know there's never time
Enough to share the ones we loved
Enough to have to care to live above
I feel the chain that brings to time
I feel the way you left behind
I feel, this is a part of me
And my hands, are full of life
And the rhythm in you, is the rhythm in me
And my hands, are full of life
Oooh, you make me feel
And I know how loud a heart can beat
And the rhythm in you, is the rhythm in me
And I know, I know
Cause I've heard them scream
This is a heartbeat, this is a part of me
This is a heartbeat, this is a part of me
This is a heartbeat, this is a part of me
This is a heartbeat, this is a part of me
song performed by by Heather Nova
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0168Letter to a Troubled Youngster
you come from a family that –
well, I’ve known better and,
I’ve certainly known worse..
but all you want right now
is to get right away from them,
live your own life, make
your own mistakes.. and
half of you is looking forward to
doing just that, and
half of you’s not sure..
OK so far? I’m trying to be fair…
now here are some sketches of
what life may hold:
there’s the random, no-plan plan –
life happens; no plan, no control;
or there’s the existentialist view:
I make my own life, I’m in control,
and then I live it; that’s it,
I’m strong.
or there’s the Indian view:
that in some timeless way
which may be, how you played it
in a previous life; or right now, as outside time;
you’ve set yourself this scenario which
you’ve got another chance, now,
to improve, resolve, in order to..
live fully? be your own real self?
be happy? help the world? ..
fill this one in yourself
or there’s the view that God,
the gods, the Fates (fill this one in, too
or leave it blank for later) , anyway
Someone Up There or
Someone In Here
has – as the Stoics believed –
set your life as a series of
lessons to be learned. The right answers
that you may or may not have got right
may or may not be at the back of the book
but with a bit of luck, you’ll have a pretty clear idea
with this in mind, of how it’s going
But whichever, the great thing is –
treat all the hurdles as
challenges to overcome; even,
if you’re that strong, look forward every day
to what may happen; and when it does,
be glad, whether it seems ‘good’ or ‘bad’,
give it your full and glad acceptance, ’cos
that’s how it’s going to be, anyways..and
you may learn more that way
and have a lot of fun in the sense
of freedom, that this view will, shall, bring
and sorry if all this is trite.. it’s the best that
I can do; have sometimes done;
and no, I haven’t always followed
my own advice..
so enjoy, and good luck.. for, who knows,
it may not be just luck
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Life Is Everywhere
Life is like a train,
but it is too much of pain.
Life has ups and downs,
which are totally round.
Life is like a pain,
each key has different sound.
Life is full of dreams,
as you want to deem.
Life is full of hope,
with the various scope.
Life is smile,
which last for while.
Life is like a dice,
which gives us many chance.
Life is like flower and sea,
which makes it melody.
Life is like a rainbow,
with full of different color show.
Life is so precious,
preserve it.
Life is a chance,
make use of it.
Life is lonely.
I'm life, You are life, We are life.
poem by Vinay Nagrani
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Swirling to Hurl
Life...
Brings with it,
Mystery and miseries.
Some live entire lives,
In the state of denial and disbelief.
Confronting challenges,
With despair and grief.
Life...
Also is the wind.
Beginning gently...
And sometimes swirling to hurl,
Devastation until it ends.
And it does!
To reveal much change before our eyes.
Under the promise of Sun and clear skies.
Rising hope with faith connected.
Life...
Is a dance and song sung heard.
A step in the wrong direction...
Off the beat.
Off the mark.
Off of the rhythm that was there,
When a flair to feel free began!
None can play life safe.
None can detect to avoid what comes next in life.
When life starts the experience one has with it...
It will flow.
Just like the different winds upon us,
Life blows.
No lullabys come to soothe...
Those denying the naturalness of this rhythm,
One living life pursues.
No shoulder comes to quiet,
Those with constant fears.
No one seems to listen closely with attention.
Those with fears held dear.
Collectors of heartbreaks to keep as souvenirs.
This is not the life to like!
Or pretend..
Tears falling do not come from a sadness felt!
A sadness wished to end.
None can play life safe.
None can detect to avoid what comes next in life.
When life starts the experience one has with it...
It will flow.
Just like the different winds upon us,
Life blows.
Life...
Brings with it,
Mystery and miseries.
Some live entire lives,
In the state of denial and disbelief.
Confronting challenges,
With despair and grief.
When all things that life brings...
Breezing like the winds that do not stay.
And just as life is the experience lived.
We are the experiment,
That never stops evolving.
None can play life safe.
None can detect to avoid what comes next in life.
When life starts the experience one has with it...
It will flow.
Just like the different winds upon us,
Life blows.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Disaster
Are you aware
Of how much you complicate me
And are you aware
Your words sufficate me
And dont deny
That your talking behind my back
To your friends
And dont deny
One day you will need me
Need me
All my life
I've been looking for the answers
To the questions
You never asked and
We never planned on this distaster
When will I let it go
So incomplete
Your stare is cold
Unlike anything I've ever seen
So incomplete
Your body is tired
And falling apart at the seams
I wont deny
I took no part in
Never wanting you back
Dont deny
One day you'll need me
Need me
All my life
I've been looking for answers
To the questions
You never asked and
We never planned on this distaster
When will I let it go
All my life
I've been looking for the answers
To the questions
You never asked and
We never planned on this disaster
When will I let it go
If its tonight
Please let me know
If its tonight
Why dont you let me know
All my life
I've been looking for the answers
To the questions
You never asked and
We never planned on this disaster
When will I let it go
All my life
I've been looking for the answers
To the questions
You never asked and
We never planned on the disaster
When will i let it go
All my life
(I've been looking for the answers)
(When will I let it go)
We never planned on this disaster
song performed by by New Found Glory
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A Sunday Prayer 11
Dear Lord I am coming today
to you for some answers,
which keep plaguing me.
Answers for which you can only give.
Why it is each time you seem to open a door for me,
yet when I reach it to go in,
the door slams in my face.
So many times in my life this has happened,
my life of joy one minute is lead to despair the next.
Yet to my friends the door stays open for them.
It makes me feel like crying instead of carrying on.
I give my unconditional love to everyone,
friend and foe alike.
Yet your love like my late parents
keeps turning me away.
What have I done so very wrong
you want to deny the goals I seek in my life?
I cannot deny you have given me things,
a loving wife and family friends from all over the world.
Therefore, why then do you deny my dreams of a better life,
and dash them every time they come close.
Dear Lord you know the answers,
please help me to understand.
Because without those answers
I do not feel any kind of man.
So I am turning to you
Dear Lord help me understand.
poem by David Harris
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White Represents Peace
White color represents peace
Almost liked by all with smiling faces
As stability remains forever
Prosperity is bound to be there
I will go to bed with only one prayer
Lord, show me next to offer the prayers
As life may turn in any direction
Leaving behind less options for action
I was daily awakened by white bird
May she was very eager to sit there and be heard
She may make little noise but it was full of melody
As if singing love song for somebody
I could see brightness in her eyes
There was no fear but powerful drive
She may raise voice at some interval
With the hope that male partner may make arrival
He may come with all freshness
The joy could be seen on their faces
Both may stay for sometimes and depart
Our life also must for same spirit with live part
This is how life can be measured
It has to be willingness on our part that is to be assured
Rest all goes normal with peaceful existence
Only you got to settle in life at once
Peace is very much essential
Not in human life but in regions as well
Neighbors must be heard and given their share
To live side by side with peace can be called very fare
I could only pick good things
If birds can make it with powerful wings
At least we are capable human beings
Only we have to make attempts and peacefully sing
Love and peace can not be had in open market
Something will have to be sacrificed or let
In any of the circumstances, peace must be given a trial
Even if with some misunderstanding, it must be offered with no denial
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Full Of Wonders
Life is a world of wonders
life is sandy
life is lonely
life can also be full of different activities.
life is caring
life is hatred
life is always full of mysteries
life is full love
life is full of up and downs
life is mischief
life is entertaining
life is curious
lifeis full of uderstanding
life is hope
life is sometimes full of hopelessness
life is full of different crimes like stealing, killing..
well life is always interesting
poem by Lizzie Davis
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Nothing From The Almighty Do I Hide
The journey taken I've made,
Is not paved with purity.
Nor are my experiences free...
From temptating transgressions.
My choice to live the life I've been given,
Is just that!
My choice.
And adventure I will...
No matter who voices 'what' opinion!
I alone face obstacles I am presented.
And when those consequences come...
I am not one to run away,
In denial or allow myself to be subjected...
To a trial of those self righteous in the hiding,
Of their deceits.
To have others believe they live lives,
Without mistakes made!
I have made many.
I am not complete.
I am a work in progress.
And My Creator knows this.
And 'nothing' from The Almighty do I hide!
Nor do I wish to make the attempt to do so.
I am too much in love with this spirit...
To try to convince my life lived is perfect!
It aint.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am
Am
I know not whence I came,
I know not whither I go;
But the fact stands clear that I am here
In this world of pleasure and woe.
And out of the mist and the murk
Another truth shines plain –
It is my power each day and hour
To add to its joy or its pain.
I know that the earth exists,
It is none of my business why;
I cannot find out what it’s all about,
I would but waste time to try.
My life is a brief, brief thing,
I am here for a little space,
And while I stay I would like, if I may,
To brighten and better the place.
The trouble, I think, with us all
Is the lack of a high conceit.
If each man thought he was sent to this spot
To make it a bit more sweet,
How soon we could gladden the world,
How easily right all wrong,
If nobody shirked, and each one worked
To help his fellows along!
Cease wondering why you came –
Stop looking for faults and flaws;
Rise up to-day in your pride and say,
‘I am part of the First Great Cause!
However full the world,
There is room for an earnest man.
It had need of me, or I would not be –
I am here to strengthen the plan.’
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Waste Not This Time
One said don't waste your cancer, but, be ready with an answer,
This, during each step and phase, all throughout uncertain days,
As some would ask with a sigh, that very simple question, why?
Why has something dark as this, befallen one who loves Jesus?
Questions shall be of all kinds, believing and unbelieving minds,
Everything from before and now, covering all the whys and how;
Some answers may be ignored, if you refer to a Sovereign Lord,
Who, in my life has complete control, over issues, big and small.
This is the point we must stress, with every question we address,
With questions regarding my life, I must point all to Jesus Christ,
The Author of my life and time, unfolding my life, per His design,
Who, works all things for my good, this in my life, is understood.
Working out in this life, all things, peace in my life, Christ brings,
His peace when times are bleak, and His strength when I'm weak,
With God's Grace sufficient for, the unknown, behind every door,
As Christ leads me, with His Grace, through every trial that I face.
This is a time to acknowledge Him, He, who saves us from all sin,
As a witness to all who may not see, that we all shall face eternity,
And that, I face this knowing Christ, the Author of my Eternal Life,
A life, all must know Christ to see, glorified life with God eternally.
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