Poetry

Beneath His Wings
When storms are raging 'round me
And winds are blowing fierce,
When demon hordes attack me
And Satan's arrows pierce -

I run to Christ my Rock
And tell Him of my woes:
Of how the demons mock;
My every move oppose.

Then safe beneath His wings
And shielded from all harm,
Life's storms and evil things
Cannot disturb my calm.

© 2012 by Belinda van Rensburg

'Divine Jealousy'

8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Romans 5

4 But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, ...Eph. 2

16 May our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved us and by his grace gave us eternal encouragement and good hope... 2 Thess. 2

10 This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning ...

Neon Lights

Neon lights beckoning, inviting
Souls to come over to play.
Promising something exciting,
If one should stray their way.

Look at their bright colors flashing;
Pretty they are to behold.
Twisting and turning in patterns quite dashing,
But now only half the story's been told.

When the sun comes up and lightens the sky

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A Worthy Vessel

Since time immemorial the waves have roared
Lashing and forming the sandy shores,
Then still, then storm, then high, then low;
Breaking where seawater ebb and flow.

In perfect rhythm the tides come in -
High and low and neap and spring,
Ceaselessly moving and shaping the land;
Breaking the shells into soft, white sand.

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The Book
You'll do well to take a look
Within the pages of The Book
To find out where you're coming from;
To learn about God and His Son.

Inspired by the Holy Ghost
Guarded by the hallowed host;
Penned by men in bygone ages -
Prophets, poets, scribes and sages.

A record of God's awesome deeds,
Of human weaknesses

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