What God Hath PromisedThree christian poems to encourage and inspire you!
What God Hath Promised
Poet - Annie Johnson Flint
God hath not promised
skies always blue,
Flower strewn pathways
all our lives through;
God hath not promised
sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow,
peace without pain.
But God hath promised
strength for the day,
Rest for the labor,
Light for the way,
Grace for the trials,
Help from above,
You don't know how much you've grown-until trouble comes back for an encore.
How Do I Praise You
Poet: Greta Zwaan, © 2008
O Lord, our Lord, how wonderful You are! You have been part of all our days,
Since the beginning of time You were there, discerning and checking our ways.
We're not aware of the time that You spend, or at least we tend not to be,
We are engrossed in our own little world, as if that is how to be free.
But Lord, in Your marvelous grace and Your care, Your knowledge of our innermost thought,
Have brought us the choice of eternal life; through Jesus our freedom was bought.
How can we thank You? What can we say? Is there a response You desire?
Can we pay back a part of this debt? To what would You have us aspire?
You are so holy, we are so frail, so far beyond what You seek,
We roam about in our own selfish way, seldom hearing You speak.
Your still, small voice seems so far away, it's the noise of the world that attracts,
We'd rather not deal with restrictions at all, its hard enough handling the facts.
But if it's Your will to transform us from this, to teach us the way we should go;
It's only when You intervene in our lives and show us what we ought to know.
Though we can't attain to the standards You set, the least we can do is to try,
To be wary of sin, faithful in love, all earthly enticements deny.
With Your assistance and in Your strength, give me the grace to be true,
Then I will daily sing of Your praise; my voice shall ring out, "I LOVE YOU!"
The test of whether we have truly found the peace of God will be in how face the sufferings which befall us.
Conditions To Be Met
Poet: Greta Zwaan, © 2004
Before you serve you must obey, you cannot walk at will,
There's guidance for your daily walk, the Voice says, "Peace, be still."
You must discern the truth of God and recognize your sin,
Be willing to release its hold before God enters in.
You must relinquish all the claims you've held so firm and dear,
That independent will of yours will have to disappear.
You must regard the will of God superior to your own,
Remove the idols that you have, let God be God alone.
Don't use Him as a Sunday crutch, don't serve Him just one hour,
For every weekday too is His, He claims it through His power.
But God will not distort your plans, you must come willingly;
He'll never press a soul to change, you have to hear His plea.
Commit your way unto the Lord, He calls, He waits, He hears;
There is no sin He can't erase amid this vale of tears.
When you are willing to obey, the past is cast aside,
The slate is cleaned by Jesus' blood, no sinner is denied.
When wholly cleansed, completely clean, no errors to confess,
Then Jesus says, "Come serve with Me and watch how I will bless."
Complete denial of worldly lusts, a willingness to go;
Committed to the cause of Christ, His strength He will bestow.
You have no power of your own, but through Him you'll acquire,
The faith that brings you to your knees, refined as if by fire.
A vessel for the Master's use, a tool within His hand;
You are equipped to serve Him well, on any foreign land.
Walking in humility isn't focusing on what we are NOT; rather, it's declaring what God is.
A. W. Tozer
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