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Oh, how could this be
That a Man so perfect would die for me?
Considering all the sins I've made,
He died for them; He so willingly paid.

Oh, how could this be
That a Man so perfect would love me?
He relates with me in all His majesty and splendor
Oh, LORD, what more can I ask for?

Oh, how could this be
That a Man so perfect would show me mercy?
As undeserving as this,
I was nothing, nothing but sin.
But by His blood, I am cleansed,
And clothed with His righteousness

Oh, how could this be
That a Man so perfect would lavish His grace upon Me?
He's been so faithful through all these years
Guiding me through laughter and tears.

Oh, Jesus, thank You for Your acceptance
And for choosing me without resistance.
Oh, LORD, I can say that I am truly blessed.
Thank you for removing my sins as far as the east is from the west.
May 28, 2012
Dazed, I lie down on my bed
With so many thoughts racing through my head.
Am I loved? Do I matter?  Insecurities galore,
but here, You found me so broken. Waiting and wanting for more
More of what? That I didn’t know.
Until You made me realize that Your love upon me is what I need
and You will bestow

Humbled, I lied down in my bed
With so many thoughts racing through my head
Your love that You graciously lavished upon me
Is overwhelming.  How could this be?

Amazed, I lie down on my bed
With so many thoughts racing through my head.
You’re too much for my finite mind to ever comprehend
Thank You for the love that has no end.
May 22, 2012
You know,  I've never seen you cry

I don't cry

Everyone cries

I don't

I cry all the time

Mmh

You must cry sometimes

*No
I don't cry in front of people... This is really random sorry. It's from a real conversation though
It's too easy
To say those things
To hurt those feelings
To do those actions

It's too hard
To hear them talk
To not cry
To stay strong

It's too much
To keep going
To hold on
To not give in

It's too soon
But I'll say it:
*Goodbye
Don't bully
Tossing and turning as I lie on my bed
But all these voices are screaming in my head
Stop! Please stop! I want to sleep.
Slowly, subtly, all these thoughts linger and creep.

Voices of the past saying,
'You can't make it.'
Voices of failure saying,
'Not outstanding. Go back and sit.'

Lies of the enemy are clouding my brain
Without God, by now, I'd be insane.
I'm remembering my mistakes and all
Unpleasant memories, they make me feel small.

My mind is a battlefield
But my victory has been sealed
I know I'll get through this
Because He is faithful. I am His.
The voices I'd "hear" were not audible. They were racing thoughts that were so overwhelming. I felt like they were screaming at me.

I wrote this poem 4 days after I was diagnosed with clinical depression. Wow, I did get through it. What a faithful God.
It has been months and i did not stop missing you , not even a minute.
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