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Topic: Minute(s) (as in time) (03/03/11)
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TITLE: Miracle Minutes - Momentous Moments | Previous Challenge Entry
By Margaret Kearley
03/08/11 -
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His hands dipped in the water cool,
Siloam’s Pool,
The muddy clay
Dispersed in spray.
In faith, he’d trusted as he heard
The Saviour’s Word.
And colour swirled,
From his black world.
Dazzling designs of glowing hue,
Burst on his view,
Glorious light,
The gift of sight.
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The howling wind whipped surf of height,
With angry might,
The vessel tossed,
And all seemed lost.
Bewildered sailors battled long,
With hope nigh gone,
Near to despair,
Did Jesus care?
All nature answers His decree,
The storm and sea
Obey His Will,
His ‘Peace Be Still.’
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They watched their child as illness reigned
And colour drained,
Her laboured breath,
Herald of death.
‘O Master come, do not delay,
Make haste today.’
Alas, too late,
Too long, the wait.
O see the grieving family weep
At death, not sleep,
Till Jesus cries:
‘Young maid, arise.’
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The pressing crowd, the busy throng
Had stayed so long,
Their hunger grew,
Their weakness too.
And He, concerned, who loveth much
With just a touch,
Took fish and bread,
Their hunger fed.
And still, with mercy from above,
In grace and love,
Our small supplies
He multiplies.
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He died for crime, a sad life lost,
He paid the cost,
Hung on a tree,
In misery.
The Perfect One hung by His side,
Too, crucified.
‘Lord, turn and see,
Remember me.’
‘For you I die, I pay the price.
And Paradise
You’ll see today,
I Am the Way.’
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All these knew burdens hard to bear,
A weight of care
That heavy lay,
Day after day.
Then came a moment rich in grace,
They saw His face,
He knew their need,
Such love indeed.
Each believed and trusted God’s own Son,
And knew in one
Minute of time,
Joy full, sublime.
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One minute too He rescued me
And set me free
From guilt and sin
Reigning within.
He made me His, His own dear child,
Loved, reconciled,
With Him to be
Eternally.
Till then, each minute, let me give
For Him to live
His Life in me,
Abundantly!
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Note:
A ‘ Minute Poem’ contains 3 verses, totalling 12 lines and 60 syllables and rhymes aabb, ccdd, eeff . The poem takes the form:
8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 .
This Poem contains several ‘Minutes’!
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