THE GLORY OF TRIALS
Every trial is a blessing,
Even though the pain lingering;
His ways and His will shinning,
You don’t have to keep on whining.
MOVING GOD’S HANDS
Loving is the key,
Bending on the knee;
Praying for the need;
A harvest from the seed.
POWER IN THE WORD
God’s Word heals,
Even when we miss our meals.
Not like the rolling wheels;
He conquers all ills!
ETERNAL REST
Heaven with streets of gold;
Dwelling place of the patriarchs Of old.
A haven for those who are bold,
But a danger zone for those who are cold!
DELIGHTING IN HIS MERCY
We are favored by His mercy,
Although, sometimes, we feel hazy;
Yet, the Lord is always ready,
To give us something daily!
All poems written by Ewoma.
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