When God chose of His beloved Son
To be lifted
there on high,
What was the gift He gave
As He suffered there to die.
Did He open up
the door
To let the light within my soul,
Did He take away the darkness
So I could be made whole.
Did He replace all
of my emptiness
And fill me with His love,
Did He bless my heart with peace
By coming from above.
Does my life now
have a purpose
To wake upon each day,
Shall I rest on every promise
As He shows me of His way.
Will He bubble up
within me
Like a living flowing spring
To bring me joy in sorrow
By His goodness in between.
Does Jesus blood
hold the power
To move me on to be,
More than I was yesterday
As His death now sets me free.
Oh lift me
precious Jesus
Into Your sufficiency,
Your perfect
gift was Your own life
For mine, eternally.
~*~
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
I have been crucified with Christ,
never-the-less I live, yet not I,
but Christ lives in me,
for the life I now live in the
flesh, I live by the faith of the Son of God,
who loved me and gave Himself for me
Galatians 2:20
