Sweet believer, bend your ears,
Let me now assuage your fears!
All the Sins you fear you feel
Now is cleans’d from head to heel.
Rivers flow upon your shores,
Feel your anguished Guilt no more.
I see the work your Hands create
And feel your Passion, oh so great
And in return, I offer you
That sweet respite you scramble to
Thy Soul is clean, so good your cause
Acknowledging your Humble prayer
I give to you a gift so rare
Cloaking you in Love and Peace
Offering your soul a lease -
A place in Heaven waits for you;
This poem is inspired by Augustus Toplady’s “Praying, Living, Dying,” or “A Living Continue reading...