I'm sick and tired of what this world offers
The only place I find comfort is in the arms of the Father
He wipes away my tears and holds me close
My spirit dances with the Holy Ghost
You take every sickness, you renew my health
You pile every burden upon yourself
You take them to the cross, its my punishment you bear
Sill it hurts me so much to see you up there
Wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities
Your stripes heal me, my stripes healed by your mercy
Gazing on a broken body never held so much hope
You give me a reason not to make a noose on that rope
Lord, on the days when I feel broken and beat
Only you turn my bitterness into something sweet
Cast my troubles as far as the East is from West
And you give me the strength to take another breath
You're the one light that shines when my heart's consumed by darkness
You give me sufficient love when the world seems so heartless
When I stray you patiently search and help me find my way back
You give me everything I need, your love never lacks
A contest entry
- Next Round by Blooming Poet.
300 points, ended May 24, 2008, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow this is amazing, i'll be honest i'm not religious, but this is so beautifully written. You have amazing talent and I loved it. Great job, good luck in your contest, you deffinately deserve gold
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many thanks for your kindness
peace, love, & cheese
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I agree with Poetic Grace.
Overall score is really 100%
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This is amazing. you were given a good prompt and maade something amazing out of it. Your overall score from me is 96%
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Prompt
Only you turn my bitterness into something sweet.
It's from a Christian song
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