POETRY FROM THE HEART

DELIVERANCE

Posted by: Cathy on: January 27, 2012

This poem was written in thanksgiving to the Lord for recent healing and deliverance!

DELIVERANCE

Another time another place,
Another season of His grace,
On eagle’s wings I rest and soar,
New mercies sweeter than before.

Why is there ever unbelief,
Asking for help in times of grief,
Our God will move, He’s never late,
If only I will learn to wait.

Again I’ve seen His mighty hand,
The mountain moved, the sea dry land,
His healing touch, His comfort sweet,
A cooling breeze in desert heat.

I love the Lord He’s faithful, true,
Yet once again He brought me through,
Though my faith was a mustard seed,
Right on time Jesus met my need.

Cathy White
January 2012

Psalm 50:15 And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.

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ONE LAST TIME – A Poem

Posted by: Cathy on: January 17, 2012

This poem was written for those whose days on this earth are few.  We know their days are few because they are very old or very sick.  But it also applies to every unsaved person because no one knows how many days they have left on earth.  Death is no respecter of persons.  It can come when least expected, for anyone, at any age. 

Learn about salvation here.

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ONE LAST TIME

Some very old, others quite ill,

Yet still some will be saved.

Though hopeless not, we know time’s short,

They’ll soon be in their grave.

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Oh fearful thought, if after all,

Newborn they have not been.

The nursing homes, are filled with those,

Who still are in their sin.

* * *

There is a harvest, hidden there,

But laborers are few.

A preacher bold, the need is great,

To tell them God’s good news.

* * *

A Gospel call, perhaps the last,

Before their souls depart.

Oh Christian won’t you take the time,

To hold them in your heart.

* * *

To share in truth, the love of God,

And counsel of His wrath.

Eleventh hour, sent out to preach,

His Word to light their path.

* * *

There’s nothing that the Lord can’t do,

We know He does not tire,

To save men’s souls, when hope seems gone,

Like brands plucked from the fire.

* * *

The nursing home, a mission field,

No glamour there you’ll find,

But souls redeemed, because they heard,

The Gospel, one last time.

Cathy White – 2007

Proverbs 11:30 The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life; and he that winneth souls is wise.

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FREEDOM – A Poem

Posted by: Cathy on: January 14, 2012

Gospel hope for lost souls …

 

FREEDOM

A prisoner of a different kind,

Held captive, bound, within the mind,

By bars not made of stone or steel,

Chains not of earth, though very real.

* * *

Unbelief and un-pardoned sin,

The bars that keep the prisoner in,

The gloom and darkness of this cell,

A foretaste of eternal hell.

* * *

From bonds so strong, there’s one release,

The blood of Jesus, Prince of Peace.

Power of God that will set free,

Salvation bought at Calvary.

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Good deeds, no door of safe escape,

Jesus alone, the bars can break,

Prison, tormenting, wretched place.

The cross, God’s blood, His love, His grace.

Cathy White – 2008

Luke 4:18-19The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, To preach the acceptable year of the Lord.

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John 8:36If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.

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