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His Words


His word is
Alive and real
Breathes life and fire
Creates and makes
Restores and renews
His words are….
Words that emanate
From a cauldron of truth
That flows through
The crevices of your heart
Illuminating the dark parts
Revealing your true self
Words hinged  
On the promise of redemption
Words that cut through
Sharper than a double edged sword
Words that liberate
Inflict a deathly blow
To ignorance and foolishness
That makes one wise
Words that are weighty
That anchors the soul
That gives direction
That points to the tree
Free of partiality
Words that are majestic
Beautiful and lovely
A present from
The past and the future
Words that are evergreen
Words that speak comfort
To the hurting and broken
Words that heal
That sows seeds of joy
Words full of hope
Melts all your fear
Rallies you
That gives you the courage
To stand and believe
Words that move mountains
Words full of faith
Words that make sense
In all this confusion
In all this fake fusion
Of twisted ideas
Words that are reflective
Words full of love
That speaks peace
That gave its all
For you to live
His word
Read it

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  1. AnonymousJuly 23, 2011

    ths piece has a lot of depth in it:))
    God's Word. imma read it, believe in it n live it:))

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