Poetry

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"I come to The Arms Of GOD"

Here I am His hurting
little lamb;I come
To The Arms Of
GOD, my Jesus.

Jesus gently picks me
up and holds
me close to
His Loving
Heart.

When I gaze upon
His Lovely Face,
I see Eyes
Of Mercy and
Grace touching
me.

I feel enveloped
by His Holy Presence;
Raptured by His Rays
of Golden Love;
I’m in awe that such
A Love;Loves
me.

Oh when I falter and fall
away;Jesus is always
calling out to me,
Gently with His
Words of Mercy;
and Love;reminding
me of the Cross;
reassuring my
heart I’m never
Eternally lost.

I’m Jesus little
lamb and I
shall ever be;
The Good
Shepherd’s
Golden Staff
Is protecting me
from all dangers
and alarms.

And with His Golden
Staff; He Lovingly
gathers His wandering
lambs and sheep;
back into His
fold.


He is our Loving
Good Shepherd who
watches over us;
His Lambs;His Sheep;
Day and Night;lovingly
watching us With
Holy Eyes;Omnisient;
Eyes that See.

We can have peace in
our hearts;knowing;
that GOD sees
all things;In the
valleys and in the
night.

I'm assured that
His Arms of
Love will aways
be there to pick
us up;to reassure
us;of His
Eternal Love.

Inspired by God

Copyright © 2005 Mrs.David Jobes(Dee)

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