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He did not make us out of need; He’s the Source of Life.
He’s the Father of the Seed, Who became our Sacrifice.
He has no need, but desire, as light shines on its object.
It’s His will to be our fire. Our choice: submit or reject.

He has no need of me. His purpose will still be done.
Many souls will be made free, being loved by Grace’s Son.

His glory’s not for the stars, nor for the smallest cell.
It is found in wounds and scars, to save us all from hell.

So it seems His glory’s our need, though we fail to see it.
We have seen His glory bleed, convicted by His Spirit.
His hand is out with grace, and yet we all hold back.
What would we see in His face; a love that is not slack?

Why are we here, if not for You? In Your image we were made.
What would we be if we were true; spirits as sharp as surgical blades.


© 8-28-08

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  • Katie Lazette
    August 29, 2008

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    a beautiful written poem which is a beautiful testimoney. Thanks for sharing with us.. Katie


  • Samplette gold member
    August 29, 2008

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    How true these words are. Your Spirit lead words are always encouraging and uplifting. A blessing to the reader, at least this one. I am so glad you yield to Him. Beautiful!
    Sam


    • M0ofi3
      August 29, 2008

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      Thanks, missy!

      Love ya, sis.

      I wanted to see if this would fit your latest contest, but has too many lines. Oh, well!

      Thanks, just the same...