The suffering servant chose, To disregard His will, So through Him Mercy flows, Down the Cross on Judgement’s Hill. For God would not forsake Him, But raise Him up instead, When Hope was fading dim, New Life was quickly pledged.
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Heaven Sent
Your Grace is simply Beautiful, Your Mercy’s Heaven sent, Your Steadfast Love’s immovable, Crowned by Your second advent.
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
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