Your word I have hidden in my heart,
That I might not sin against You.
~ Psalms 119:11 (NKJV)
Conquest
How does the human soul
comprehend that it is whole
for to it Your Spirit binds.
My joy You intimately know
only in You is it able to grow
fleeting happiness is not the same kind.
My griefs You also share
Rooted in sin and heavy to bear
You reveal the guilt which is mine.
No condemnation You hold
Your blood makes me white as snow
You bid me leave sorrow behind.
A tender heart of desire You need
Your Word is sown as Your seed
And conquest power I find.
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beautiful...
ReplyDeleteFrom a tender heart to conquest power. Oh, I like that.
ReplyDelete"No condemnation You hold
ReplyDeleteYour blood makes me white as snow
You bid me leave sorrow behind."
My favorite lines! Lovely.
Beyond lovely sis.
ReplyDeleteMore comments without replies. I love you guys too much not to come back!
ReplyDeleteNatasa ~
ReplyDeleteI don't try poetry often enough to feel confident about it and I'm grateful for the "beautiful." Thank you. :D
Snady ~
ReplyDeleteA tender heart of desire You need
Your Word is sown as Your seed
And conquest power I find.
Now I'm glad that I forgot to reply, so that I could linger again over these words that you liked.
Life is always reproduced with seed. Life is strength. Life is power. Life is victory over death.
T ~
ReplyDeleteI think the burden of sorrowing for sin enables us to conquer it more thoroughly. Though it doesn't feel like we're conquering when those tears flow ...
Denise ~
ReplyDeleteIn again seeing your words "beyond lovely" I think of you—"beyond lovely."
I love you, dear!