Poetry

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Hearing my inner yearnings,
Knowing me at my core,
Enveloped in love so amazing,
My heart asks for nothing more.

Knowing by Him I'm accepted,
In spite of my sin and shame,
Made spotless by Jesus' sacrifice,
His child, I am called by His name.

In gratitude I want to serve Him,
To know He is pleased and proud,
To finish the work He has planned for me
Using gifts that to me He's endowed.

I ask that my flame burn yet brighter
So others are led, Lord, to You,
A blessing, no longer a stumbling block,
Reflecting the worship You're due.


"0 Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. You know when I sit down or stand up. You know my thoughts even when I'm far away. You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do. You know what I'm going to say before I say it, Lord. You go before me and follow me. You place your hand of blessing on my head. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand...You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed. How precious are your thoughts about me, O God. They cannot be numbered! I can't even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand!" (Psalm 139:1-6, 16-18 NLT)

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