dougspoetry

Diamonds Galore

Silver and diamonds galore, Spread out upon the floor. But the treasures I seek to find, By Holy Hands are refined. His Grace has immeasurable worth, Love defined by a second birth. All Glory and Honor to Him, The Cross being where we begin. Written By: Doug Cox

Damp Days

Damp dreary days, infringe on my psyche, Dark puddles of doubt dim my view, A forecast of gloom, seems very likely, Gone are the Bright days which I knew. Pleading with Heaven, for Light to Break free, Reaching the man I’m destined to be. Parting the clouds, blue sky in His hand, Pouring out GraceContinue reading “Damp Days”

Seeking Answers

Light years away from happiness Just seconds away from guilt, Answers to life ambiguous On what is the Word of God built? But there with scarred hands before me His Presence a palpable Joy, Granting new vision, eyes to see With Hope as the sound of His Voice. Doug 2022