Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Precious in His Sight

A new poem of mine, my morning offering..

Though we're so frail and feeble,
often full of worldly woes.
God takes pleasure in His people,
with a love that only grows..

Since His love's a burning flame,
since we're precious in His sight,
should we not desire the same,
making God our soul's delight?

Forgive me Lord

Forgive me Lord for sins long past, and those for which I haven't asked. Forgive me when I neglect to pray; instead, desiring my own way...