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Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Jan 1, 2011 6:18:33 GMT -5
BORN AGAIN
The heart of man is always before me
As he casually makes choices
I see their endings from their
Beginnings. There is nothing that
Is not uncovered by My sight
For I see deep into the soul of
Men and women. I know their
Thoughts and what they crave to
Do in the world, I know that many
Have fallen short even as they
Confess my name.
In their minds they try to come
To grips with the world that they
See, giving into the Gods of this
World, always with a hunger for
More power, more wealth.
They cannot see beyond the veil
That I have built to stand a lifetime
For to know me they must believe
And great is the number that
Have fallen short…for they seek
Love but the worlds love is
Short lived, while My love
Is endless and unbounded.
Blessed is He who hears my calling
And turns His heart to me, obeying
My word. For obeying is better
Than sacrifice, and believing
In the one true living God is
Counted to one as righteousness
Blessed are they who hunger
After the bread and water that
I will give…for they shall never
Hunger and thirst again, and though
They cannot see my face, my face
Shall know them and remember
When their time has come to
Enter into the second life
Born again anew.
© Wendell A. Brown
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