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Three Inspirational Poems

 



Three Inspirational Poems



Pit


In the darkest pit

of grief, despair

where hope has died

God finds you there.

So cry out to the Saving One,

whose love-stained cross

light's victory won


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Psalm 107:28

"Then they cry to the Lord in their trouble, and He brings them out of their distresses."


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Victory


When the battle rages

our hearts melt to our toes:

But God our only Helper

defeats all deadly foes.


***


Psalm 108:12,13

"Give us help against the adversary, for vain is the help of man. Through and with God we shall do valiantly, for He it is Who shall tread down our adversaries."


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A Joyful Mother

(This is what I want to always be.)



A joyful mother 

sings a song

though days

are hard

and nights 

are long.

A joyful mother

has no fear 

for through

the pain

her Lord

is near.


***

Psalm 113:9

"A joyful mother."


***

With love and prayers.

All Scripture, Amplified Version.

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Poems copyright: Alison Lawrence.

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Ps. Here is the link to my testimony if you would like to read it: My Testimony


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