I was dead in my pleasure,
Emptying my soul for a high,
Loosing my sacred treasure.
I deceived myself believing a lie.
To my heart you whispered my name
Beckoning me to love, to live
Promising to take away my shame,
Hope for my sick soul to revive.
Into my darkness you shed light.
Inside my lonely isolation you came.
My wrongs you killed and raised to right.
Your grace and kindness removed my shame.
Words alone cannot express gratitude.
To show love to others is what you ask
To change my ways, my heart, my attitude
Allowing your Spirit to accomplish His task.
To you, My Lord, I yield my soul, my all
In praise for rescuing me from the fall.
A contest entry
- Remember "The Lord" by ValleyOfEchoes.
525 points, ended July 7, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Excellent
Oh yes Gratitude... This was the perfect poem for me to read at this moment. This is beautiful and the ryhme and deep spiritual meaning is beautiful.
To you, My Lord, I yield my soul, my all
In praise for rescuing me from the fall.
Praise the Lord for I guess truthfully we should always be grateful. A very humble write indeed. I love your transparency and authentic self you always put out there in your poems. You are a beautiful soul with a beautiful heart and love for our Lord.
Many Blessings
Much Love
Kelle Marie
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Awesome Poem!
Love it! Beautifully flowing lines. Great message.
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wow!
this is beautiful dedication to your Lord,I love the intent and the beauty of your words to show your appreciation, thank you for this entry,
Lin
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