Poetry

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This Love:

This love that has been shed abroad
In my heart by the Holy Spirit,
The only true lover of Jesus Christ,
Who seeks to glorify,
The one who died for our sins on the cross,
Yes, his blood paid it all.
Such a perfect sacrifice,
A momentous price,
For my freedom, my liberty,
And my life.

This love, from the Holy Spirit,
Has been poured in my heart.
Right from the start,
Before it all began,
Time and time again.
He is my comforter, my teacher, and my best friend.

This love is abundant and it never ends.
It allows me to cover a multitude of sins.
It’s pure and priceless; it’s selfless, and Christ-likeness.
It fills me to overflowing,
This unconditional knowing,
That the creator of the universe,
Sent his son to be a curse for us.

Oh, how he loves us so much.
Such a sweet and gently touch,
Uniquely patterned you see,
To set me free,
And allowed me to be,
What he called me,
His beloved!
© Thelma P. Jackson

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