“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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“Despite It All!”

My Project 136-001

 

Despite my failings,

my shortcomings and shame.

Despite my choices

from which heartaches did rain.

 

Despite the coldness

of my sometimes failing heart.

Despite the right path

of which I did depart.

 

Despite the apples

on the tree.

Despite the way

my sin views me.

 

Despite the world’s

proffered delicacies.

Despite the lies

on which I did feed.

 

Despite it all,

despite the mess.

Despite the feeling

of total brokenness.

 

He brought me out;

and for His glory,

restored me wholly,

magnifying His love story.

“Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit,” Psalm 51:12

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

My Project 542-001

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

POEM – “The God Who Touches Me . . .”

My Project 542-001

 

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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“No Weapon!”

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No weapon! It’s not hard to see,

Every one that’s formed propelled against me.

It’s vanished, thrown into the dust.

It won’t prosper, in the Lord I trust.

 

I am fortified in the Holy Ghost.

Your condemning tongues falsify your boast.

Darts aimed, ready to take flight.

Target unreached, by His might.

 

Shielded in the heritage, I belong to the Lord.

Bought with a price I could not afford.

Redeemed and covered, renewed to excel.

All arrows and swords, He did dispel.

 

“No weapon formed against thee shall prosper; and every tongue that shall rise against thee in judgment thou shalt condemn.  This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and their righteousness is of me, saith the LORD,” Isaiah 54:17

 

“Despite It All!”

My Project 136-001

 

Despite my failings,

my shortcomings and shame.

Despite my choices

from which heartaches did rain.

 

Despite the coldness

of my sometimes failing heart.

Despite the right path

of which I did depart.

 

Despite the apples

on the tree.

Despite the way

my sin views me.

 

Despite the world’s

proffered delicacies.

Despite the lies

on which I did feed.

 

Despite it all,

despite the mess.

Despite the feeling

of total brokenness.

 

He brought me out;

and for His glory,

restored me wholly,

magnifying His love story.

“Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit,” Psalm 51:12