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Archive for the ‘Poem’s from the Heart’ Category

Sunday eve, the clock a ticking, only that and conscience pricking,
mind a wander, thoughts a sticking, sticking-staying, staying-stored.

As i lay in comfort praying, many a word myself was saying,
Confession of my sins delaying, hidden-held back from my Lord.

He spoke there to my inner being, i saw the truth without eyes seeing,
then found my heart a flutter, fleeing-fleeing faster from my Lord.

I cringed in fear, for i was frightened, breath was short and chest grew tightened,
then sad relief to me enlightened-brightened by my loved Lord.

I should not hide, there was no need.  A coward, i, and i agreed-
if i confessed, i would be freed-a freedom fighter for my Lord.

Jesus death for me was meant-i told my Father lies were spent,
forgiven there, and then repent – repent unto my gracious Lord.

All vanity and pride be never, my God and i more close together,
joyful praise and love be ever-ever present to my Lord. 

Sarah Mursell