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Comforted O how often it seems The God of whom we speak Heavy the burdens we bear He is the only one That deep within our hearts If you trust in others We somtimes just don't care. You will be undone. Until we get a glimpse For it is only He Of those who lived before Who can raise the dead Whose faith waxed very strong So put your faith in Him Under the burdens they bore. Not in self instead. So that in their affliction Setting our hope on Him As heavy as they may be Of whom we soon shall see The God of awesome comfort To join with all the saints Does come and rescue thee. Proclaim the victory. Now in His Holy Word So patient you should be While we are reading on When time shall be no more Suffering we experience And Christ shouts from heaven None of which are we fond. 'Come, enter through the door'. Through our many trials Now while back on earth God has always said Still knowing we are here 'I will teach you patience He is ever faithful Be with you to the end'. And takes away all fear. Though burdened excessively Beyond what strength can bear The God of all creation Will keep you from despair. |
Additional Notes:
Most applicable to be submitted on a Sunday morning. This poem is based on a sermon I heard some time ago taken from 2 Cor. 1:1-10. I was impressed with the sermon so I wrote a poem on the message.
Please rate on how well it flows, theme carried, etc. even if you disagree with it's message. There are only periods at the end of the last line of each verse, several quotes(') and one comma in the poem. This is by purposeful design. I felt the poem has natural pause at the end of each line and that the flow would be interrupted more than I wanted, stumbling over a slew of commas, etc. I feel it looks a lot better in this uncluttered format.
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