God’s Saving Light

Poem by Deborah Ann Belka If I could gather, all the rays of God’s light I know now blinded eyes would receive a new sight. For within each beam, the blinded eye would see how the grace of Jesus came to set them free. If I could reap, every ounce of God’s light everyone would be...
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The Gift

by Clinton Herring I stood before the throne of God as one whose frame was made of sod. Condemned and filled with guilt of sin, Yes, found in death, no life within. For whom am I but work of hand, made from ground and dust and sand. And who am I to grieve Him so, this God, this...
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