“The God Who Touches Me…”

 

The God who touches me is the God who loves me.
Saved, my sins He has thrown into the deep sea.

He carries my soul in His hand day by day.
He wraps His strength around me; my fortress, my stay.

He covers me in light that shields from the dark.
He is the armor that protects from all fiery darts.

He’s my Shepherd and the Lamb, who leads and sacrifice.
My safety; my salvation came at His high price.

The God who touches me cares beyond what we know.
His love on display is the grandest show.

In it we see eternity play out.
His best became our rest; no reason to doubt.

On His throne He sits in heaven where we bow at the knee.
Never forsaking us, in His presence, till we are there home free.

The God who touches me, I reach out for Him too.
As the woman grabs His hem and is healed through and through.

To feel His virtue; His power; His love – it’s so real.
His Spirit overwhelms; on my heart is His seal.

Taking me to heights in heaven to know,
where for eternity I bask in His unimaginable glow.

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People are Precious | Word For Life Says Poetry

No matter who they are

No matter the clothes they wear

No matter their lifestyle

No matter the style of their hair

People are precious

 

Whether they dwell in your house

Or you meet them on the street

Whether you pass by them in the car

Or, on the corner is their beat

People are precious

 

Whether they are cutting the lawn

Or sewing up scars

Whether they are behind the desk

Or living paycheck to paycheck

People are precious

 

No matter who you are

No matter who you greet

Inside each living being is a soul

Inside each, a heartbeat

 

Take care to love them all

And treat them with respect

Every man, woman, and child

From every nation, tongue, and dialect

 

Not one of us is perfect

We all make mistakes

Precious people see that people are precious

And extend His loving grace

“For this is the message that ye heard from the beginning, that we should love one another.” 1 John 3:11

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“Worship!”

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Worship is how we honor God,

taking the mind off of self.

It’s the moving of the soul and spirit,

of His goodness and praises to tell.

 

Worship is how we lift Him up,

to the place where He belongs.

In worship, we close our eyes to the world

to sing our heavenly song.

 

Worship gives Him the glory

that is due His holy name,

With all the hosts of heaven enjoined

in Him our salvation we claim.

 

Darkness and troubles try to trample it out

but my worship still remains.

Through rain and floods, and storms a gale

my worship is still the same.

 

Through trials and tests, pain and sorrows,

it causes my worship to grow.

Hard nights and long days,

praise in my life I do sow.

No matter what’s going on around you

God is still worthy to be praised.

With hearts bowed down and eyes closed

with my hands, do I raise.

 

Stepping into worship I empty my heart

of all my cares and woes.

For He is the One who brings me out.

Of this, I surely know.

 

Getting rid of all the strife,

in worship do I release.

Putting Him on a pedestal

as my whole, my centerpiece.

God is good and God is great,

in worship, that’s what we do.

By and by, life goes on.

But won’t you worship Him, too!

“Give unto the LORD the glory due His name,” Psalm 29:1

“The God Who Touches Me . . .” | Inspirational Christian Poetry

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The God who touches me is the God who loves me.

Saved, my sins He has thrown into the deep sea.

 

He carries my soul in His hand day by day.

He wraps His strength around me; my fortress, my stay.

 

He covers me in light that shields from the dark.

He is the armor that protects from all fiery darts.

 

He’s my Shepherd and the Lamb, who leads and sacrifice.

My safety; my salvation came at His high price.

 

The God who touches me cares beyond what we know.

His love on display is the grandest show.

 

In it we see eternity play out.

His best became our rest; no reason to doubt.

 

On His throne He sits in heaven where we bow at the knee.

Never forsaking us, in His presence, till we are there home free.

 

The God who touches me, I reach out for Him too.

As the woman grabs His hem and is healed through and through.

 

To feel His virtue; His power; His love – it’s so real.

His Spirit overwhelms; on my heart is His seal.

 

Taking me to heights in heaven to know,

where for eternity I bask in His unimaginable glow.

 

 

 

 

 

“His Promise!”

 

His promise says I’ll never leave nor forsake you,

Even when the skies are no longer bright blue;

When the clouds and the roaring crash of thunder,

Threaten to overwhelm and drag me under.

 

His promise says I’ll be with you until the very end,

When people turn their backs and you can find no friend;

When troubles and trials make you cry at your wit’s end,

When life unravels, leaving a broken heart that needs to mend.

 

His promise says that this will work together for my good,

Though the confusion can’t be hardly understood;

When life is filled with “I wish I would,”

Taking me through all the could and should.

 

His promise says I lived and died for you,

Giving you everlasting life to help you make it through;

His salvation, sin’s stain erased and undo,

Bring through Him a victorious breakthrough.

 

“He who promised is faithful,” Hebrews 10:23

“Greater Is He!” | Word For Life Says Poetry

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Greater is He that is in me!

The life inside that I cannot see.

Only feel with the passion and the burn

Love from the cross that flows unearned.

 

Glowing embers His spirit unfolds.

Power inside of stories untold!

Ripping away all the fear and frights;

Layering on His love’s holy light.

 

The life inside has been swept and cleaned

By the Master who defeats enemies unseen.

Foes tremble, their strength can’t compare,

‘Cause greater is He now resides there.

“Greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world,” 1 John 4:4

“Where My Life is Found!”

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Some days my life feels taken

Overshadowed with fear, my faith feels shaken

But You told me that I’m not forsaken

In Your hands I am molded and shapen

 

Failures, mess-ups and disappointments

All try to rob me of my anointing

Making me feel like the least of all

But You declared my life has a mighty call

 

Walking away is not an option

I was brought in by Your holy adoption

To make me more than what I see in self

To rise me higher in spiritual wealth

 

In You I am rich to do a mighty work

Denying the frustrations that try to steal my worth

I stand in faith upon that solid ground

In Jesus Christ, where my life is found

“And be found in him, not having my own righteousness, which is of the law, but that which is through the faith of Christ, the righteousness which is of God by faith,” Philippians 3:9