Friend Of Christ

My soul is troubled
And my spirit withers,
My tower has crumbled
And my weakness lingers,
All my resolution is gone,
Of self-confidence I have none.

I try hard to rise
But sin pulls my feet down,
The devil's disguise
Threatens my golden crown,
I feel worthless and forsaken,
Without love, my faith is shaken.

...

Slowly, He calls my name
And I heed unto the Lord,
He wants, my soul, to tame
To be coy I can't afford,
I give unto Him my whole being,
With His Word I shall always win.

"Stand up My dear friend,"
Jesus says to me sweetly,
I float with no end
And defy gravity,
What better motivation could I need?
Christ The Lord just called me His friend in deed.

Reviews

[Geo Lawrence]

the sweet sensation of redemption...nice write up!

[Crazycatgirl_10]

Wow I really love this poem. It's so powerful and so full of truth.

[Master K-tops]

Thank you so much.

[W R Stowe]

Amen He is a friend in deed and the friend we need

[Master K-tops]

Thank you very much for your review.

[W R Stowe]

your quite welcome

[MomzillaNC]

Amen :D

[Master K-tops]

I appreciate your reading this.

[MomzillaNC]

yw :)

[Jamestown]

Great write brother, Romans 8:1 there is no condemnation, in those who love
Christ Jesus! Continue to fight the good fight and b-blessed, PTL!

[Master K-tops]

Thank you very much