Sunday, May 25, 2025

A new creation made by God to be true

First it is a glorious work of a living God

Remaking good from a broken child of sod

A Holy work can only be done by God

Praise and love I offer You my loving God

But that is just the start of my new life

Hands painfully mold me through strife

God struggles to make me a lovely wife

Pain is the price of my new life

But what a glory this pain will bring

How much my renewed heart will sing

Drawing closer to God takes away the sting

Over destruction I fly as on eagle’s wing!

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Sticks and stones break my soul and words can even destroy me Please be wise with your words and help reduce others misery