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With Jesus Back
by louis gander The clouds had wept, yet sun had kept enough light on my mind - that I could see weak memories - though I could never find. I, at a loss, to see this cross and of its fuller meaning. I pondered some and then was done and saw it all as 'feeling'. But truth be told, it is of old, the crafty serpent lied. So overflowed, that grace of gold, the day that Jesus died. Was God's design that sunlight shine on my eternal soul? Did I assess my faithfulness? For He is in control! A ray of hope, a saving rope a haloed noose divine - relieved my stress through Holiness with true forgiveness, mine. When faith survived, death was deprived on earth, as up above. Death isn't black - with Jesus back. I'm flooded with His love! Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |