Hey, yes I strife,
To reach out from the other side,
If my words speak to you
You'll understand that there true.
I lived a life that's bent
Taken to hell and back again,
But the thing I say to you
His love comes through.
First made me loathe myself,
Then realised it was heaven sent.
All the things He said are true,
He can make us brand new.
Free to live our life in Him,
Under the protection of His wing,
Where we engage the world anew,
Where He takes pleasure in you.
To live the life He gave
Free from curse and grave.
To show a new and living way
Once found, never stray.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 2nd, 2023 03:32
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Comments3
Good write 2781.
I thought it was I Spy at first! lol.
Could be, dyslexia has its methods!
Nice 😊 Poem. Sounds like most people who go through the process of seeing the full weight of sin and seeks redemption. Don
True, just searching for more.
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