Hope Blooms
Hope Blooms
A Poetry Collection by Alison Lawrence.
Introduction
This collection is all about hope and healing. And yes, there is joy too. Even in the fire, hope can bloom if you let Jesus comfort you. There will be splashes of joy, and hope will never fade.
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Hope Blooms
His peace and love will reign
where missiles brutal fell
As Zion blooms again
and Jesus makes all well
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Garlands
Garlands of bright sunshine
decorate my gate:
Gentle, happy faces,
His love now radiate
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Hiding Place
As troubles now surround us,
the way before is clear:
I know that You will hide us;
there is no need to fear.
For when the skies grow darker still:
You'll draw us to Your side;
Through the clouds we'll fly away:
to Your sweet love we'll ride
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Pray!
So many people need our prayers:
They need to feel that someone cares
They need to know Lord Jesus too,
be healed and drawn, be made brand new
I think of all the suffering ones,
held hostage, hurt by men with guns
Some are being unfairly kept,
marched away whilst mothers wept
all while hungry children groan:
we see their tears, we hear their moans
our hearts sink low with their despair,
we trust that Jesus truly cares
and though we live so far away,
He calls us daily, come now, pray!
Listen, for He calls soon, go!
Share the Gospel, ease their woe!
Never ceasing in our prayers,
take all to Him, the One who cares.
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Putting on the Brakes
I'm slowing down
breathing,
stopping,
Long enough to say
Thank You
I'm putting on
the brakes:
walking
not jogging
resting
not scrolling
Long enough to say
Here I am:
send me
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Happy
Happy day! Oh Happy day!
I go along, I sing, I pray
Working, working, all day long
It's He who makes me joyful, strong
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Message
Here's a little song
Just a few lines long
It's only purpose is to say:
My Jesus lives, He is the Way!
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Go!
No Time
No time, no time
no time at all
Only today:
so give Him your all
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How Beautiful the Feet
See the lost people
battered, hopeless, bruised
feet of beauty, go!
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Calling
Help me to see Lord
help me to see
the bruised and the broken
waiting for me
to bring them the Gospel
that saves and sets free
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Garden Haiku
A simple garden
common veg and hardy blooms
peace pools in the sun
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Blissful Afternoon
The afternoon
drops slowly down
with books
and Scripture
tea and crafts:
I nestle in the Son
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Surrounded
I'm surrounded by
so many things, pass times, stuff
all I need is You
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Flower Field
They sparkle in the sunshine,
bright faces yellow and white
simple pleasures on their own
yet en masse an awesome sight
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Soon!
Everywhere we look
mounting madness wars despair
Look! The Saviour's near!
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Cozy Day
There's bread in the oven,
hot water for tea;
there's hope in my heart,
for my Saviour loves me
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Come
Have you seen the Lord?
met Him face to face?
Salvation now for all,
Who'll come and grasp the cross
not only for just Moses,
but for all who know they're lost
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Sparkling
Bright mercies, blessings, from above
with Jesus’ love do shine
some for me in Heaven wait
from Father's heart are mine
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The Missile And The Rose
The missile and the rose
so harshly juxtaposed
shout a message loud and clear
to enemies and foes
For in a field so bright
an evil, hateful, sight
as blooms raise fragile, hopeful, heads
men crush, and maim, and fight
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Reaching
Father, I'm reaching,
reaching for You
awaiting Your answer:
make me brand new
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God Of The Book
The God of the Book
is the God for me
I trust Him, I love Him
He is all He should be
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Pointless
Building barns and storing stuff:
When will it ever be enough?
Best to see before too late:
No stuff can pass through Heaven’s gate.
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Discovery
Where the fire has torn through
leaving my smoldering pain
that's where hope blooms
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Promise
Hope shelters in my heart
A promise in the rain
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Apple Tree
Now hope blossoms
tentative, true
frail pastel grace
against stark gray
tinged with sadness
yet whispers loud
of bright new day
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Hiding Place
When I hide in this place
I'm not hiding without hope
for this place is You
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Morning Web
Most days swept away
now stringed with opal splendour
hope shines in the dew
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Meeting Place
Hope is that place
where Jesus joy
and sorrows meet:
Where trust breaks
through the snow
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Undying
Hope lies battered,
bruised.
Once bright petals
ragged, torn.
Yet only for a moment
she sleeps as though now gone:
'Til His tender breath
revives dear Hope again
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Copyright: Alison Lawrence.
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With love and prayers.
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