Poetry

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The Spirit helps our weakness,
For we do not know what to pray;
When life faces having bleakness,
As we ought not to go astray.

The Holy Spirit intercedes,
Having groanings too deep for words;
He searches the heart for your needs,
Steering you away from hazards.

What is the mind of the Spirit,
Since He intercedes for the saints;
Remembering of His merit,
To the picture that the Lord paints.

We know that for those who do love,
All things work together for good;
To the purpose of God thereof,
Guiding you the way that you should.

Because of those whom He foreknew,
He predestined to be conformed;
To the image that we construe,
A lifestyle that has reformed.

Those whom He predestined to call,
And whom He called He justified;
Will be caught whenever they fall,
They will also be glorified.

What then shall we say to these things?
If God is for us who is not;
Remember the goodness He brings,
Through prayer of all that we have sought.

He who did not spare His own Son,
But gave Him up for all of us;
Graciously gives what He has done,
Even though we still raise a fuss.

Who brings charge against the elect,
God justifies and not condemn;
Being chosen as His select,
Within a world filled with mayhem.

Christ Jesus is the one who died,
Who is at the right hand of God;
Hung on the cross and crucified,
As redemption where we are flawed.

Who shall separate us from love,
Shall tribulation or distress;
For your sake that we die thereof,
But live again if we confess.

Copyright © 2018 Richard Newton Sherrer

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