More Sunday Poems

The following are two poems inspired by the Sunday Service at Park Hills yesterday.



YOUR WORDS


I don’t need a burning bush
To listen to You, Lord.
I just need a spirit
Into which You can be poured.

Your words are like the water
When my mouth is cotton dry.
Your words, to me, are lovely wings
To make my spirit fly.

Your words, O God, are power to me
When I just can’t go on.
They fill me with Your strength, Lord,
When my own strength is gone.

Your words can give me rest, O God,
A place to lay my head.
You hold the wasted world at bay
And wipe away my dread.
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Fill in my faith, Lord,
This I pray.
Help me live it every day.

Never let me just sit back,
Lazy, off the beaten track.
Shake me to my very core.
Go to where I keep my more.

Blast me from my comfort zone.
Take me, Lord, and all I own.
Use me up and use some more
Ready me for what’s in store.
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