Poetry

Lord, the possessions of Earth
have no permanent grip on my soul;
help me to focus solely on You,
knowing that everything else will fade…
into the background, from my view.

Lord, the knowledge of Your Kingdom
has been slowly seeping into my spirit;
my heart longs for new songs to sing.
Help me to absorb more of Your ways,
while I forget about… these earthly things.



Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
Col 3:2

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2011, All rights reserved.