Psalm 13

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Here is a poem that I wrote on August 8th, 2019 that was inspired by Psalm 13. This was written during one of my daily devotionals through the book of Psalms.

 

God of gods, have you forgotten all of me?

How can you be near, yet the one I cannot see?

Did you leave because I am found, but not free?

How long will I have to comfort myself?

I have become my own hope for help.

I feel isolated like an elf on a shelf.

Then again, you and I have been here before.

When you’re gone and I wait for you by the seashore.

I will trust in you because you have made me for more.

 

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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Psalm 12

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Here is a poem that I wrote on August 6th, 2019 that was inspired by Psalm 12. This was written during one of my daily devotionals through the book of Psalms.

 

Where are all of the godly?

All I see is the praise of folly.

They constantly lie.

Kindness will die.

But God is not mocked for he will have the final say.

They will get what they deserve on that final day.

We speak extremely evil words.

By way of 140 character birds.

Of this I am absolutely sure.

That God’s word is pure.

It’s always the foolish who pridefully strut.

God will preserve us from this sin-infested rut.

 

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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Psalm 11

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Here is a poem that I wrote on August 4th, 2019 that was inspired by Psalm 11. This was written during one of my daily devotionals through the book of Psalms.

 

In God I take refuge for he is my shelter.

During dark days, my strong protector.

The evil bend their bows.

They aim them very slow.

At your servant’s feet.

At those who are meek.

They attack the upright.

Hunting shadows at night.

But in all of this our God is king.

Only he can remove death’s sting.

He is diligent in testing all things.

We await for the justice he brings.

He will judge all and some will stand tall.

Most will cling to favorite sins as they fall.

Then again, who will answer God’s call?

 

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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Psalm 9

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Here is a poem that I wrote on August 2nd, 2019 that was inspired by Psalm 9. This was written during one of my daily devotionals through the book of Psalms.

 

Thank you Lord from the bottom of my heart.

You always have been great from the start.

You’re strong enough to stop evil in a single stroke.

Somehow you still love those of us who are broke.

What Jesus did cost blood.

Sin has stained us like mud.

Those in need will not be forgotten.

Those that do evil proudly are rotten.

You will end all evil, but we do not know when.

Remind our arrogant souls that we are but men.

 

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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Psalm 8

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Here is a poem that I wrote on July 28th, 2019 that was inspired by Psalm 8. This was written during one of my daily devotionals through the book of Psalms.

 

Great is your wonderful name.

It makes the universe seem tame.

When I think of your creation,

I am moved to worship in exaltation.

How is it that humanity is lower than the heavenly?

How can we be adorned in glory and majesty?

You care for every single one of us.

We are nothing without you, Jesus!

By your command the foundations of the world were laid.

Then we were created to reign over all that you have made.

You God are unlike any other.

He deserves our absolute wonder.

 

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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Psalm 7

Psalm 7

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Here is a poem that I wrote on July 21st, 2019 that was inspired by Psalm 7. This was written during one of my daily devotionals through the book of Psalms.

 

God, you are my shelter.

Lord, you are my helper.

Salvation is like a castle’s solid foundation.

Constructed by you the king of all creation.

Fortified and ready to protect me from all of my sins.

No matter my evil resistance, God’s love always wins.

Let the bells of justice ring.

Break me until I am clean.

Forgive me for my failures.

I belong to a band of traitors.

I have wandered from where I once stood.

Grant me passage to all that is truly good.

I long for you, king of the mighty mountain.

Grace covers me like stones in a fountain.

Descend from the peak.

Save those who are weak.

This land needs you.

If only they knew.

We believe we are good, yet could not be more evil.

Like firewood bearing the rings of its initial primeval.

In shame we strive.

To pain we drive.

We’re made to thrive.

Make the dead alive.

 

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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Psalm 3

Psalm 3

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Here is a poem that I wrote on July 11th, 2019 that was inspired by Psalm 3. This was written during one of my daily devotionals through the book of Psalms.

 

What will I fear when God is here?

Is there anything to fear when God is near?

No, there is nothing to fear.

But then why do I live as if God is not here?

As if God is not near?

Lord, please forgive me.

I do not know what I do, but I do know you.

Better than that, you know me.

In this truth, I take comfort too.

In Christ, I am completely and endlessly free.

Jesus, help me to abandon anxiety and pursue piety.

Remind me of your love and show me how to love those I hate.

I am predestined and you have given me a hope-filled fate.

 

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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Be A Window, Not A Wall

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Be a window,

Not a wall.

Some stand tall,

Yet all eventually fall.

Some loom large,

While others seem small.

We’ve all heard the call,

But a few of us are still afraid to fall.

We’ve all failed,

But Christ has prevailed.

Windows let the Son shine through,

Yet walls shield people from seeing the real you.

Windows are open and transparent,

But walls are closed off and hide what sin has bent.

Windows crack and shatter,

While walls pretend to have everything together.

Be more like a beautiful flower,

Than this structurally unsound tower.

Let the light into every area of your life,

Before darkness hurts like an ill-intentioned knife.

If you want to grow,

Then the walls need to go.

There is no guilt or shame,

In the power of Christ’s name.

Be honest above all,

No one expects you to be Saint Paul.

Be a window,

Not a wall.

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

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