After All I Can Do Comes the Grace

Here I am again. Now that I have a computer I will be trying to update my posts more regularly. Today I am going to start with the rest of my "Grace" poems. Remember how a few posts back I was hooked up on "Light"? Well, I eventually became hooked on Grace, Faith, and Love in the very same manner. So, that being said, here are two more poems that deal with Grace.

Saving Grace

Hands reach up to touch the sky,

And the Lord is standing nigh.

Heart of pain on bended knee,

The Lord reaches back to me.

His arms will stay open wide,

Helping through your troubled ride.

Standing outside He will knock

And wait for you to unlock.

Though trials will come your way,

He will guide you day by day.

He will not your souls forsake,

But He heals the burning ache.

When your sins are scarlet red,

Turn to Him the Lord-life bread.

Through Him your sins become wool,

His love then will pull you through.

Then holding on, feel His grace

Pull you through your struggling race.

And you'll feel His arms wrap round,

Keeping you warm, safe and sound.

Through His humble gift of love,

We each can return above.

He loves us and wants us home,

We must know we're not alone.

Father's Grace

I try to find my way

In all I do and say.

This life is quite the task,

With all that Father asks.

While Satan tries to win,

It's hard to not give in.

The pressures of this life

Are full of toil and strife.

For every bitter taste,

The Lord will come with grace.

As His voice quiet speaks,

Through all our doubts to reach.

I hear Him whisper soft,

Trying to pierce my dross.

My daughter listen true,

Thou wilt know what to do.

Thy spirit is so strong,

Don't think thou won't belong.

I want to know thy heart,

Please strive to do thy part.

It's hard to see thy pain,

I'll lift thee up again.

Just turn to me in need,

Take my hand, let me lead.

My daughter thee I love,

I'm watching from above.

Just let me take thy load,

I'll lead thee on thy road.