No More

No more fearing my last breath
Jesus had won the war
Victory no longer belongs to death

Forevermore I can live in Him
Prodigal knocked on His door
And He graciously let me in

Even after this body passes me by
His loving sacrifice
Ensures that I will never die

Eternal life is now mine
He paid the price
And my life is Thine

No more fear of tomorrow
For I will live for Jesus today
And behind Him, I always follow

Into eternity, where there is…

No more sickness, no more pain
No more tears to be wiped away
Like windshield wipers in the rain

No more will sin leave stains
In the pure snow white
Fleshly desires will not remain

No more grief, no more sorrow
All sadness had taken flight
All Earthly things, a passing shadow


Your sun shall no more go down; neither shall your moon withdraw itself: for the LORD shall be your everlasting light, and the days of your mourning shall be ended. Isaiah 60:20

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow. Psalm 144:4

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4


Special thanks to Pete from God’s Maintenance Manย for inspiring this poem (click the link to visit the post). In a post, he said:

Imagine if things were on earth as they are in heaven! No more sickness, no more pain, no tears, no death, and no sorrow.

So I dared to imagine. ๐Ÿ™‚ (Also, be sure to visit his other blog, The Psalmist, where he posts his psalms and poetry. ๐Ÿ˜‰)

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Under This Smile

Under This Smile

Under this smile
There is a side
You never get to see.

All the while,
Pain does reside
In the depths of me.

Depression is a thief,
Stealing happiness
And leaving despair,

And utter grief.
I must confess,
I wish wasnโ€™t there.

I can try to cover it
Like putting makeup
On a painful scar,

And try to smother it,
But soon I give up,
And donโ€™t get too far.

I can play pretend
Temporarily,
But it forthwith

Comes to an end.
There is a part of me
That wants to show this,

And yet, the other
Part wants to hide
It shamefully.

It is yet another
Thing I wish to confide
Iโ€™m desperate to be free.

Itโ€™s harder when
Iโ€™m asked why;
I have no answer,

And Iโ€™m dejected again.
To my Savior I cry,
For Him to cure.

Fearful being rejected again;
I donโ€™t want to open
My heart and soul,

For fear of then
Inviting Sadness in
To eat me whole.

“But You already know
My heart; You, most Holy,
Wonโ€™t reject me.”

This begins a slow
Healing from melancholy,
Defeating the Enemy.

It is one more ploy
Of the pirate to plunder
My hopeless spirit,

But my Savoir restores joy
And I begin to wonder,
Can I beat it?

Jesus has the victory
Over the whole world.
Death and sin have lost

Because His mighty
Plan was unfurled
When His Son paid the cost!

This and more is going
On inside of my brain
All at the same time.

But none is showing,
No, none of the pain
Thatโ€™s under this smile of mine.


They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.ย (Psalm 126:5 KJV)

The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. (Psalm 34:18)

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3 ESV)

My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. (Psalm 73:26 NKJV)

So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? (First Corinthians 15:54-55 KJV)

He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of His people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the LORD hath spoken it. (Isaiah 25:8 KJV)


This is one of my longer poems. I know, it doesn’t have the usual victory message at the very end, but… I was being real. I know there will be victory in the end, but sometimes in the moment, you just don’t feel it. That doesn’t mean that it isn’t true though. ๐Ÿ˜‰ He will have the victory. ๐Ÿ™‚

I Am His

I Am His

I no longer live
But Christ lives in me.
All I have to give
Is my life, and gladly
I give it to Thee!

I live by faith alone;
I am no longer mine,
I am no longer my own,
But I am Thine –
This body is Thy shrine.

By faith in the Son,
I live my life –
The One who won
Through Sacrifice –
The Savior Jesus Christ

Who died in my place.
His mercy came as a flood
Washing His wondrous grace
Over me, making this child of sod
Into a Child of God.


I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God. who loved me and gave himself for me. Galatians 2:20

Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own? 1 Corinthians 6:19 NASB


I’ve had this written for many months, but I couldn’t get the wording of the last five lines to sound right. Finally, it fell into place – thank you, Jesus! โค

Jesus Will Be With Me

When I go through waterโ€™s deep
Jesus will be with me

When billowing waves overtake
With me, He will still be

When at night I fall fast asleep,
Jesus will be with me

And when in the morning I wake
With me, He will still be

For without Him I would drown
In brutal waters deep

If He were not with me, I know
Water would overtake

For without Him, when I lay me down
Fears would keep me from sleep

If He were not with me, from sleepโ€™s hold
I would not ever wake

Thank you for always being there, Jesus! โค


When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drownโ€ฆ (Isaiah 43:2 NLT)

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all Thy waves and Thy billows are gone over me. Yet the LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. (Psalm 42:7-8 KJV)

In peace I will both lie down and sleep, For You alone, O LORD, make me to dwell in safety. (Psalm 4:8 NASB)


On an unrelated note, while catching up on responding to all of your wonderful comments, it only let me go back for four days.ย ๐Ÿ˜ฒ If you left a comment or responded to me before that, I am so sorry that I didn’t reply – I didn’t know that the notifications would only let me go back that far and I don’t know how to check for comments before that time. If there is a comment that I missed, please let me know and I’ll come respond! โค

Edited to add: If you would like to hear this poem sung, Hayley did a wonderful job –ย click here to check it out!

I Trust In You

Do I have faith? Do I have the courage to take the leap?
Are these empty promises that You could not keep?

No! I trust in You, Lord; You never break Your promises,
You keep Your word; there are never hits and misses!

You were not lost forever in eternal sleep,
You rose from the dead; from the deep!

I will follow You, no matter where You lead me,
Whether it is through green pastures where you feed me,

Or besides still waters where I may be washed spotless,
I bow to You and I shall all that is on my heart, to You, confess!


And that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the scriptures… (First Corinthians 15:4:)

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside the still waters. (Psalm 23:2: )

For it is written, ” ‘As I live, ‘ saith the Lord, ‘every knee shall bow to Me, and every tongue shall confess to God.’ ” (Romans 14:11:)


Hello everyone!ย  ๐Ÿ™‚ I found this poem in my drafts – from last June! I thought it was time it made its debut. Not sure why it hadn’t before now, haha. Anyway. I was thinking about fear of the unknown and trusting Him with leading me – and having the courage to follow that leading wherever He may lead. Sometimes I fear where I’m being led (or think I’m being led), and wonder what God is thinking – but He knows best, and He is a faithful God! โค

Faith of a Mustard Seed

This was supposed to have been posted forย week 53 of 100 Word Wednesday, but somehow I messed up the scheduling. ๐Ÿ˜…ย Anyway, hereย is the photo prompt and my response, even though I’m a week late.

Photo byย Ivana Cajina

Look at the mountains before us
With the faith of a mustard seed
“God will move them,” said Jesus.

Plant the faith seed and let it grow
And don’t hide, for you need
To let the strong winds blow

Because that’s what makes
Faith stronger, for sure.
Yes, it is for your own sakes.

Now look at the water before us
With mere words, He calmed the seas
“Oh ye of little faith,” said Jesus.

Did He not create it? Will it not obey?
Oh, let your faith mature
And follow Him; He’s the only Way.