Pilgrim's Perseverance
I blamed my God, my folks, myself,
For life felt at its worst,
Such that I seemed left on the shelf,
As if my soul were cursed...
You cannot know the depths I've trawled,
The pits of deep despair,
Until the Saviour's Name I called,
As I knelt there in prayer...
There were no shining lights on high,
No angels singing near,
But then again, no need to cry,
As my soul drained of fear...
I simply stood with newborn faith,
As if a child again,
The slate wiped clean, as if to bathe
All my sins there and then...
The miracle renewed my mind,
The darkness fled away,
A destiny was there to find
Beginning now, today...
My tragedies were thus dismissed,
God's wisdom took my hand,
As if my very heart were kissed
To help me understand.
I stood up straight, made my way out,
Past demons left and right,
Past accusations, fear and doubt,
To step into the light...
Of course, my eyes could hardly see,
The contrast made me wince,
Yet thoughts of Christ and Calvary
Had freed me from my sins...
I bought a Bible, learned of Paul,
Then read the words he wrote,
I couldn't comprehend it all,
But saw he didn't gloat...
Though Holy Spirit led and blessed
With miracles galore,
He persevered to help the rest
And longed to love Christ more...
I'd wasted years, so many years,
God gave a second chance,
To let me shed some honest tears,
Before He could enhance...
The Lord rebuilt this rebel heart,
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poem by Denis Martindale
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