Be Still and Know
In my life I have faced many struggles.
I am human and by nature I have grown sin weary and overburdened.
My hands have worked alone, in vain to build masterpieces
that always fall short of perfection.
In the midst of despair, I place my discouraged heart
in the hands of the one who softly whispers,
“Be still and know that I am God.”
I place my confidence in the one who faithfully works
to do what is positively right for me.
I rely on the perfect knowledge that keeps Him from doing
anything in my life that is not exactly what I need.
He is the Lord of creation, and yet He is committed to gently
knocking at the door of my heart.
I adore the God whose love is so pure that He sent His son to
live a perfect life for me. His love is so holy that He sent
His son to shed His blood on the cross for me.
I treasure the God who will never stop forgiving me.
My hope is in the one who knows the depths of my heart and still
loves me so passionately and watchfully.
The one who softly whispers,
“Be still and know that I am God.”
~A MountainWings Original poem by Billi Jo Bentley, Albany, OH~
Based on Psalms 151
I am human and by nature I have grown sin weary and overburdened.
My hands have worked alone, in vain to build masterpieces
that always fall short of perfection.
In the midst of despair, I place my discouraged heart
in the hands of the one who softly whispers,
“Be still and know that I am God.”
I place my confidence in the one who faithfully works
to do what is positively right for me.
I rely on the perfect knowledge that keeps Him from doing
anything in my life that is not exactly what I need.
He is the Lord of creation, and yet He is committed to gently
knocking at the door of my heart.
I adore the God whose love is so pure that He sent His son to
live a perfect life for me. His love is so holy that He sent
His son to shed His blood on the cross for me.
I treasure the God who will never stop forgiving me.
My hope is in the one who knows the depths of my heart and still
loves me so passionately and watchfully.
The one who softly whispers,
“Be still and know that I am God.”
~A MountainWings Original poem by Billi Jo Bentley, Albany, OH~
Based on Psalms 151
posted by AK at 12:44 AM
4 Comments:
"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul."
lved ur other blog.. why did u stop bloggin there??
one more of my favs for someone who loves poems..
"I thought the sparrow's note from heaven,
Singing at dawn on the alder bough;
I brought him home, in his nest, at even;
He sings the song, but it cheers not now,
For I did not bring home the river and sky."
thanks calvin
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