Posts Tagged ‘Poem about God’

Good Morning, Abba

I rise to greet You
I rub the sleep from my eyes
dew still soaks the spring flowers
the lush forest of Your presence awaits me
in the book of remembrance

I approach
arms open wide
anticipating Your embrace
Good Morning!

Copyright MaryBeth 2021

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Unseen forces round us move
battles rage above
enemies threaten harm
babies cry and will not soothe

worries clog our thoughts, our minds
What’s tomorrow hold?
Will I lose my job today
and land in a money bind?

Pandemic lies outside the door
Do we hide inside?
Will we lose our loved ones?
the fear we can’t abide

Some face a wasting away
each day brings with it pain
another limit to be faced
What more can anyone say?

These fears we face and many more
they were never ours to bear
release them, let them go
Quieter of the restless is at the door

Shhhh, He softly speaks to you
“Fear not, You’re safe with me.
Rest for now, I’m near to Ye’.”
your courage He’ll renew.

As you face the way ahead
remember who draws you near
the Quieter of the restless
the Savior who for you bled.

Copyright 2020 M.B. Mulln

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I breathe in Your Spirit . . . my troubles scatter

I know they lurk in the darkness for another chance to plague me.

I am Yours forever;

how could I forget?

I am precious in your sight.

You have taken me from darkness and judgment

and translated me into the kingdom of Your incredible light.


the Light

banish the darkness that threatens me

My enemies are no real threat

You are holding me.


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Poem by Charles Wesley

Arise, my soul, arise;

Shake off thy guilty fears;

The bleeding Sacrifice

In my behalf appears:

Before the throne my Surety stands,

My name is written on His hands.

My God is reconciled;

His pardoning voice I hear:

He owns me for His child;

I can no longer fear:

With confidence I now draw nigh,

And “Father, Abba, Father,” cry.

—Charles Wesley

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Greek Hymn

My God, shall sin its power maintain

And in my soul defiant live!

“Tis not enough that Thou forgive,

The cross must rise and self be slain.

O God of love, Thy power disclose:

“Tis not enough that Christ should rise,

I, too, must seek the brightening skies,

And rise from death, as Christ arose.


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