Holy God, Sovereign, Faithful, Righteous and True
I pray every-day that I may be reduced
Death to the flesh, alive in You
This is hard to do
So much temptation blurs my view
Whatever it takes, this is what I chose
Be the gardener of my heart, weeds, and thorns remove
Drink from Your cup, Blood of Jesus righteous juices
My soul’s affection and bruised
Healed by Christ Jesus, stripes, and wounds
Don’t want to go back into the devil's pool
Let me walk in your victorious shoes
So that I won’t slip into the devil's glue
Like a plug to a socket, connected to You
So I won’t go down into death and meet my doom
Everywhere I go, Your light that gives life produces
Giving birth to everlasting Spiritual fruit
Fire of Your Holiness consumed
“To live as Christ and to die is gain”
This is my life’s pursuit
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Author:
wordseven7 (
Offline) - Published: August 24th, 2017 07:17
- Comment from author about the poem: My conviction of surrender in order of change.
- Category: Spiritual
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A fine write Word. Wonder if I could adapt it to a hymn-poem? Not pinch the poem though - not plagiarising!
The poem I worte. Absolutely you may adapt to hymn-poem. Please share it with me once you are done. Glory to God....
Thank you....
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