Reconciling the wayward,
Those lost within the shambles,
Heaven’s Light will show the way,
To lead us through life’s battles.
Spiritual Poetry
Reconciling the wayward,
Those lost within the shambles,
Heaven’s Light will show the way,
To lead us through life’s battles.
Curtailing my ambivalence,
Redirecting my reluctance,
In Christ my heart’s Assurance,
Is found in Hope’s Abundance.
So Thankful for His Presence,
Every drop of Grace He spreads,
We’re Grateful Kingdom tenants,
With His Hope upon our heads.
Unrestrained and radical,
Each heart that seeks His will,
Though all our works fall short,
God’s Grace has mass appeal.
O Lord we need Your Strength,
A Righteous Refuge from the storm,
Your focus and restraint,
To help make worry not the norm.
We relinquish all our strongholds,
All the doubt and crooked thinking,
With your Hope now pure as gold,
Your Grace is the cup we’re drinking.
Death your sting’s been smitten,
And doubt your darkness dulled,
For Freedom drives His Mission,
So in Grace we will indulge.
Pride’s our primary problem,
In our quest to seek the Lord,
The Hope for all of the fallen,
Embrace all the Grace He’s assured.
Weary and worried,
But never giving up,
Healing not so hurried,
But there’s Grace to fill my cup.
For deep in doubt He found me,
But I rose upon His call,
Now Hope’s my guarantee,
And my Faith is standing tall.
The pain is proof, He won’t let us go,
Through every trial He’s present,
His well of Hope will soon overflow,
With a Generous Father’s intent.
O Lord You go before us,
In all Your Majesty,
Your Holy Judgments, fair and Just,
To rule so Gallantly.
So fear will not consume us,
And doubt will not pursue,
We revel in Your Faithfulness,
For our one True Hope is You.