Poems from cjb97
I was not an afterthought
Of Your Grace
You saw my Face
As You endured the painful affliction of sin
My sin on Your shoulders ...
Dear Friend
You are precious to me
Yet I forget it
When I cannot see past moments of frustration
Screaming you're sinking, I know
How I...
At night, alone in darkness deep
The millers daughter begins to weep
Make what appears worthless, priceless
Turn the bare threads of...
Strengthen feeble knees
Make straight paths for our feet
That what is dislocated
May not be broken
But healed...
We The People
We form...
Is is night or morning?
The world is dark, my alarm says I must awake
Awake...my spirit
What is held within this day?
Gird myself for...