My
past was dealt with in the work
Of
Jesus on the cross;
Now
no sins mar, and no doubts lurk
While
gain replaces loss.
My
future is to be with Him
Among
the saints in light;
No
earthly saints or cherubim
Have
hopes that are so bright.
While
for the present I have Christ
As
Model for my way,
And
grace lest I should be enticed
To
dally or to stray.
Christ
is my help if it should be
I
feel I cannot cope;
It
is His face I long to see:
He
is my present Hope.
And
I have Christ my Lord on high
As
Advocate and Priest,
And
source of grace on whose supply
I
bountifully feast.
I
have a place in Christ before
The
Father as a son;
The
Spirit brings stupendous store
Straight
from the heavenly One.
Beautiful poem! Thanks for your comment. I needed to be reminded of Grace.
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful, David, so delightfully reassuring and filled with hope! Thank you for your comment on my blog. I enjoyed reading some of your poetry and look forward to reading more. God bless you!
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