HIS GRACE
By the grace of God, my darkness ended.Through night’s tunnel, my soul He tended.Through many nights and countless days,He held my hand; He led the way.He stroked my heart so soft, so tender,To my supplication He did render,An answer to my pleading prayer:“Give me strength, for if I am to bearSuch heartache, anguish and blinding…
BE WHERE YOU ARE
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THE IDOL OF I
In the wilderness of self, I stand alone, A wanderer lost in the desert vast, With every step, my ego’s shadow’s grown, A golden calf, my idol unsurpassed.For in the mirror’s gaze, I find my shrine, A reflection of my pride and vanity, In worship of the self, I’ve crossed the line, And lost the…
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