poetry

Let Grace Carry You

Grace

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By Deborah Ann Belka

Let grace carry you,

when you are weary

let it bring you hope

when you are teary.

Let grace carry you,

it’s arms are open wide

let it be your light

your everlasting guide.

Let grace carry you,

thru the storms of life

let it bring you calm

in the midst of strife.

Let grace carry you,

your burdens it’ll bear

let it remove from you

your every single care.

Let grace carry you,

past the pain and grief

let it comfort you

with everlasting relief.

Let grace carry you,

in the arms of eternal love

let it bring you the peace

from our Father up above!

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Hebrews 4:16

King James Version

“Let us therefore come boldly unto the

throne of grace, that we may obtain

mercy, and find grace to help in time of

need.”

Copyright 2013

Deborah Ann Belka

bdebby@hotmail.com

http://www.hiswingsshadow.com

http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/

TO GOD BE THE GLORY!

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Your Word (Poem)

bible

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By louis gander

Why can’t I write one poem, Lord,
that gathers people ’round,
that opens eyes and opens hearts
to all Your truths I’ve found –
among the pages of Your Book,
which tells me how to live –
which tells life’s truths, both good and bad –
and how I should forgive.

Why can’t I write one poem, Lord,
that brings the people ’round,
and opens hearts so they forgive
so that Your peace is found –
Your peace of dulcet harmony
which flows from day to day,
which brings us closer to Your Word –
and shows us how to pray.

Why can’t I write one poem, Lord,
that calls all wicked, wild,
the selfish men, bad women too –
and every sinful child –
who desecrate Your garden, Lord,
who desecrate Your laws,
who desecrate Your truth and love…
and then wait for applause.

Why can’t I write one poem, Lord,
that brings the people ’round,
so they’d forgive the other folks
and hopefully be found –
sitting on the many pews
inside these hallowed halls,
inside our humble churches where –
a still, small voice still calls.

Lord, You are so much greater than
my sorted words can brag,
coming from this shaky hand
attached to this old rag.
But maybe this reminder here
can make us humbly look –
at not a bunch of rhyming words,
but rather at Your Book.

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