Lift me up
high
oh Lord!
In your presence
I dwell.
In your spirit
I am filled.
Lift me up
high
oh Lord!
For I exalt
your name
I sing of your goodness.
I cry because
you care.
You care about me!
With open arms
with my head raised
and my eyes closed,
thank you!
Thank you for lifting me up!
I am your child
I am your sheep
who strayed
but now am found!
I am your child
whose flesh was bruised
but now am healed!
Thank you oh Lord
for lifting me high,
high unto the sky!
This blog is for those readers who enjoy inspirational poems and other creative fictional writings that glorify God, challenge one to reflect on his or her walk with God, expose errors in religion, and encourage those who feel like God just isn't listening sometimes. Enjoy spiritual poems by Nicholl.
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Showing posts with label praise. Show all posts
Friday
Sunday
Not Without You
You created me to be perfect,
but they told me I was imperfect.
You created me to love,
but they taught me to hate.
You created me to care for myself,
but they called me selfish.
You created me to accept all,
but they told me I shouldn't.
You told me to pray for them,
but they said I wasn't trained.
You told me to give them a message,
but they told me it wasn't you.
You told me to lay hands on them,
but they questioned and walked away.
You told me I am appointed,
but they told me I was mistaken.
You answered my prayers,
but they said I was lucky.
You showed me signs,
but they said it was my imagination.
You gave me instructions.
They said it was coincidence.
You made me whole again.
They said I was strong...
not without you..
not without You.
but they told me I was imperfect.
You created me to love,
but they taught me to hate.
You created me to care for myself,
but they called me selfish.
You created me to accept all,
but they told me I shouldn't.
You told me to pray for them,
but they said I wasn't trained.
You told me to give them a message,
but they told me it wasn't you.
You told me to lay hands on them,
but they questioned and walked away.
You told me I am appointed,
but they told me I was mistaken.
You answered my prayers,
but they said I was lucky.
You showed me signs,
but they said it was my imagination.
You gave me instructions.
They said it was coincidence.
You made me whole again.
They said I was strong...
not without you..
not without You.
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